We had plans for camping over the holiday weekend.
Friday was too hot.
And so was Saturday.
Sunday night and Monday were perfect.
We set up our tent.
Grandpa got wood for our fire.
We started roasting marshmallows WAY before dinner.
Campfire marshmallows.
They were the size of baseballs.
(Calan was in just his diaper for hours because he played in the hose while we were setting up.)
Lo dog even ate her fair share.
Then weenie roasting.
When we got up the next morning Camille & Calan started in on the marshmallows again.
We went inside and had biscuits & gravy.
Calan just wanted watermelon because he's a weirdo like that.
Grandpa opened chocolate bars & showed him how to tuck them into his hoodie.