That's kind of cheating, isn't it? "Oh,
that's what I forgot. My house."
Alright, so I'm not much of a 'roughin it' type girl. To me a toilet that I don't have to hike to, a heater to keep me warm at night, and a place to cook without dirt are not comforts - they are
necessities. As in, absolutely vital to our survival and sanity. Thus, I love my trailer. For spring break we took our trailer (pulled by our new Yukon, which was a dream) and 6 children to Yuba Lake for a few days. We got there Thursday night just in time to start up a fire and cook some hot dogs and marshmallows.
YUM!
The next morning we ate pop tarts and bananas for breakfast and played Uno until it got warm enough to go outside.
And then it was time for throwing rocks in the water. This seemed to be the theme of the trip.
Chance, is this a good skipping rock?
Only the best flat stones...
Wade started out throwing handfuls of gravel into the water...
but after about half an hour after that, he wanted to throw rocks as big as him.
And here is the result:
Oh wait. I guess Conner helped too:
Here's a super cute one of the kids on the dock. I have to give Shane all the credit for this photo :)
I think we'll finish up with Carter munching on a Kit Kat. Because that's what camping is all about, right?
The TREATS.
Believe me, my butt knows it.