I love our weekend adventures.
On Friday night, I went on a temple date with Daddy while they girls played with Grandma. She took them to the Native American PowWow and they had a fantastic time wandering the crafts and treasures. She bought them each a little doll and they ate dinner before settling in to watch the dancing. She said Butterfly jumped right in, wanting to join the welcome circle. Lovely wanted to dance too, but insisted that she remain in Grandma's arms. Ladybug stubbornly did not want to dance. She loved watching and stared at the costumes but refused to venture into the circle, instead wanting to stay at the bleachers. But eventually my kids had their exhaustion melt downs and they had to come home.
On Saturday morning, Husband had some projects to take care of and an activity scheduled doing prep work for an upcoming scout camp. So while he was busy, the girls and I hitched a ride north with Grandpa and Grandma. They dropped us off to Grammy and Papa to spend the day playing and settling into our campsite, where Daddy would join us that evening with our travel trailer. We did a little shopping, played with cousins and arrived at camp for lunch, playtime and naps. Grammy and Papa have a new trailer and the girls were eager to investigate. Soon we were joined by more cousins for more fun playtime. We left camp for a little while to run errands, including my mom and I getting pedicures in honor of her birthday. Back at camp, and now joined by Daddy, we grilled, feasted and played. We stayed up late, chatting and roasting marshmallows. My brother and his family didn't bring their trailer because they didn't plan to camp but we are so fun they didn't want to leave. Eventually my brother locked his keys in their car so they ended up staying much later than planned as we waited for AAA. Two hours into their wait, the guys got creative and used one of our (brand new) marshmallow skewers as a slim jim. Just as the AAA guy pulled up, (close to midnight) the lock clicked and they had it opened. oh well.
By then, I had our kids in our trailer, trying to settle them down for the night. The big girls were watching a movie quietly as I cuddled Lovely in bed at the other end of the trailer. We laid down, sharing my pillow and she was extra adorable as she apparently decided to reverse the roles and that she would be tucking me into bed. She stroked my cheek, shushing me. It was probably meant to be gentle and tender, with soothing sounds but came out more haphazard and staccato with plenty of giggling. And then abruptly, we were both asleep.
Sunday morning, we kicked off our Father's Day celebration with pancakes piled high with nutella, bananas, strawberry jam, whip cream and bacon. Then the girls proudly presented Daddy and Papa with their gifts. They each got a six pack of IBC rootbeer and six candy bars, all decorated with clever but cheesy sayings. The girls had done all the cutting and gluing to decorate, plus the gift wrapping. The girls also picked out a tie for their Dad (and actually have pretty good taste!) When I first asked Butterfly what she wanted to give him, she suggested a cape, "like a superhero you know?" But I told her I didn't think he could wear it to work. So she suggested a tie instead.
We spent the rest of the morning lounging around camp, playing with cousins (who had come back to play) and playing with the splash pad we brought with us. The little pool creates 2-3 inches of water to sit in, plus the sprinklers that fly in every direction. We lounged in the shade talking and watching our kids play until we were joined by more cousins and grilled up another Father's Day feast for an early dinner before we had to go home.
Cousins, camping and good food = great weekend.
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