We have just returned from our first family camping trip. We reunited with our good friends, the Volks, at Birch Bay campground near the WA-Canada border. It was a long drive (1,232.5 miles in total), but every hour after hour in the car was worth it. It was a fun-filled camping weekend! Sophie and Cameron love Quinn (whose younger sister didn't join us). Sophie and Quinn enjoyed riding their bikes around the campground, exploring the beach to find the perfect rocks or pinching crabs, roasting hot dogs and marshmellows, and sleeping in their cozy tents. Cameron was in heaven at a campground--dirt, rocks, trucks, fire, sticks, dogs, and other hazardous materials. He came home with mud in every crevass of his body, skinned knees and shins, and a permanently messy face. Taking a 13-month old on a camping trip isn't the easiest thing in the world, but the boy had fun! I grew up camping with my family, and I'm so excited that my children are now creating those memories. There is nothing better than smelling like campfire smoke, having a sore back from sleeping on the ground, and listening to the chatter of fellow campers as the sun finally sets. Camping is hard work (and add two kids into the mix and it's even harder!), but I look forward to many more summer weekends spent camping with my family and friends.
In other non-camping news:
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| The Whitfield 4 visited the zoo. |
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| We had friends over for a fun playdate. Can you tell which blurry and active baby is Cameron? |
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| Sophie and Tatum ditched the baby brothers in diapers and got all dolled up. |
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| We have scientifically confirmed where Cameron gets his sense of adventure and tendency toward skinned knees. |
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