So, our latest adventure was a camping trip with the Fords.  We drove all the way to Yellowstone!  Well, Yellowstone Lake, Wisconsin that is!  By the time we got there, we felt like we had driven all the way to Wyoming however.  We enjoyed the traditional campfire activities, s'mores, singing, and trying not to worry too much about children poking each other's eyes out with marshmallow-roasting sticks.

 

Here is Steve playing the tunes...

and here is Tyler through a curtain of smoke...

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After a decent night's sleep... (I must pause here to share the mystery of sleeping children.  How is it that you can lay three little boys out in their sleeping bags, each side by side, and wake up in the morning to find that they have all traded places, some are even vertical instead of horizontal!  Do they roll right over top of each other and don't even notice?  Do they play musical sleeping bags in the night?  Next time I think I will bring a camera and record the boys sleeping, I think it would be more entertaining than you might suppose!) oh yes, after sleeping on the hard and rocky earth, we hit the sand and the water.

Sydney especially enjoyed playing in the sand with this borrowed shovel...

But, when the owner of the beloved little yellow shovel had to go home,  it was not pretty.  This is what followed...

and then this...

It takes a lot of energy to throw a really good tantrum, I usually enjoy a good nap afterwards too!