We are back again from vacation.
From a place that I have gone nearly every year since I was a newborn.
I love this tradition.
I love camping.
I love not showering, but rather jumping in a lake each day.
I love riding in a boat across the lake.
I love watching shooting stars against a black sky.
I love campfires and s’mores.
I love sitting in camp chairs and lounge chairs and reading.
I love visiting with family and playing games.
I love it all.
First time ever having a houseboat . . . still slept in a tent!
Baby Bump . . . and hand strategically placed over the thigh.
Braids . . . aaaaaalllll week.
What a view.
Coffee and breakfast bars.
Cute little camper.
Lake Shasta Top Shot competition 2013.
Trees and Mountains = Love!
My manly man.
Cousins . . . been camping together every summer for the past 30 years!
Stylish. I know.
Dirt. Dirt. Dirt.
Juice and dirt. Yum.
See ya next year!
Or, as Addie says, “Seeeees ya!”