Camping wasn't a total disaster this year.  It was a good time.  Shane fished (of course).   The boys and I played and went on very early morning hikes (why don't my kids ever sleep in?).  I even got in a little run.  Miracle of all miracles.  Tayler slept in Grandma and Grandpa's camper.  I don't blame her for that.  At all.

 Morning hike.  Singing in the forest. 

 My favorite picture ever, I think. 

 JUMP!

 The elusive T-bird. 

 Grandma and Linc in the shadows.

 Dirt Playing

PJ time and s'mores around the campfire. 

More Beach Time....

We live in the PNW so beach time isn't really "beach time" but it is fun and there is sand (sometimes) and the little boys don't know any difference.  Tayler, however, does know the difference and often prefers to stay home, hang out with her friends, go to drivers ed., etc.

 Linc's fishing pole made of pipe cleaners (that is a tiny orange bait fish at the end). 

 Casting just like Dad....

Love this kids swoop-y hair.

 Lincoln fishing with his decrepit little pole. 

 Shane actually caught a (small) fish while we were hanging out with him. 

This is rarely what these boys look like.  Usually they are fighting and crying.  But when I'm not looking or they are at school they LOVE on each other.