Our June camping trip turned into a July trip, as we tried to time it for the end of the baseball season. And, Aaron still missed his last tournament game. League and tournament champs. Nice for a little guy whose basketball team didn't win a single game.
Sarah and Winnie brought the three dogs, who turned out to be good campers. Bridget was down to two nephews this time.
Tubing with Aunt Sarah was big fun. And, on the last night, when Aunt Sarah had gone home and the nephews had deflated their tubes, the kids took a couple of runs with just the two of them. Steph and I waited on the bridge, seeing first their pale legs, then their tubes. A rite of passage, I think.