We went camping Friday night - just the one night is enough while Julia is three. She...well, she's Julia. She wants to be carried. I don't want to carry her. So she will stand there. And I'll say "fine, stay there" and start to walk away. And she'll holler out "MOMMY!!!!" and I'll turn back to her and say "well then come on!" and she will move her left foot forward half an inch, then the right, then the left, all the while looking at me like "Okay, Mom, you want me to walk? THIS is how I'm going to do it!"
But anyway, apart from that aspect of it, things went pretty well. Alex had a blast. His favorite part?
and catching bullfrogs. Meet Jeremiah.
You can see a few more of the camping pictures on my flickr site.
The best part, of course, is all the camp songs. The singing together. Bill brought Julia's pink ukelele and pretty much kept all the wild animals far away from us while we were at our site. And on the ride home, Alex and Julia took turns playing tunes and singing the words to the classics at the top of their lungs: