We took the girls camping this past weekend. It may not have been very relaxing, but it was fun. Things are beginning to get a little easier as the girls get older. The last time we attempted to camp was July 4th 2 years ago. I was 8 1/2 months pregnant! Very bad idea.
It was was pretty cold, but Lilly had to go to “the sand box” Since we missed our trip to the beach this past year, we pretended that's where we were. They loved it just the same. Dad let us borrow his flat bottom boat to fish. The girls were so excited to get to put on life jackets and play in the boat. Everything was great, all the way down the boat ramp, then it hit. A very loud screeching scream came from Lillys mouth. She was terrified! Paul was embarrassed, since this is major fishing time, and the area was full of fishermen. I personally thought it was hysterical. No one was bothered, they all looked, but then saw a dad with two beautiful blond little girls, and they were all laughing and feeling his pain.
Amelia decided she would work on her yoga stance.
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