This week we went on just a local overnight campout. We left right after dinner, loaded four bikes, six kids, three tents, six sleeping bags and some breakfast into the car, and we were off. Woo kept yelling, "It's going to be awesome!" to keep our (my) spirits up.
We like to camp at a secluded old campground that is about a mile off the road. Woo and the three older kids road in on their bikes. They each had their own backpack of extra clothes and a sleeping bag. Woo had a giant backpack with tents, more sleeping bags, food, etc.
Linus, Penelope, Archie and I started walking. Linus and I carried our backpacks full of stuff. Woo left the kids and his backpack at the camp spot and came back for Penelope. Which was just in the nick of time for her, she was at the end of her rope with all this hiking stuff. He carried her in the baby backpack, dropped her off, and headed back for Linus. Linus was thrilled to arrive into camp on Dad's back and shouted, "Hey guys!! Look at me up here!!" Woo came back again the last 10 yards to carry Linus' backpack that he'd handed off to me.
We didn't have a sleeping bag for Penelope or Archie, so Woo and I shared with them. Archie was nervous in the tent and kind of whimpered all evening until I laid down beside him. Then he immediately, turned his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep. It was sweet for me to think that all he needs is me to be next to him for him to feel totally safe.
Even if he did look slightly less than alarmed the whole time.
(P.S. Archie's now a roller.)
I think Woo thought Penelope would be the better choice for sharing a sleeping bag, but she moved around all night. At one point he even had her foot in his face. You never would've guessed from their faces in the morning ...
Breaking wood. Taking down tents. Ruby's practically a mountain man!
One day another family of six kids showed up at the park. Most of them were girls. Moses started acting peculiarly ... He climbed up a lot of stuff that kids don't normally climb up on -- like the outside of the covered slide, and up the roof over the slides. He did some jumping off of high places, and he did a lot of yelling to no one in particular. He did all this while constantly staring at and following the little girl about his age. I don't believe she noticed him even once.
Here's some random stuff:
I hope this one isn't blasphemous ...
Me (to Moses): You are not the cleanest pee-er.
Moses: Who's the cleanest pee-er?
Me: Probably Dad
Moses: No. It's Jesus.
Linus (running to me after saying Happy Fathers Day to Woo): Happy Fathers Day, Mom!
It was touching to think that that's the first time anyone's ever said that to me.
Herbie (very proud): Mom, there are two things I learned this summer.
Herbie: To turn on a skateboard and ride my bike without hands!!!
The way Penelope says "strawberry" sounds an awful lot like "Erdbeer" (German for strawberry). Also, I think I'm pretty justified in saying that she's potty-trained now.
And I've finally, finally started to teach the kids how to swim. They've made good progress so far (but are still very, very far from adept). We've been going to a spot on the lake that doesn't have the best beach, but is very close to our house and rarely has other people there when we go.
Which only means we get to master other skills when the lesson's over, like rock skipping and snake catching.
I hope you all had a great week!