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IT'S SUMMERTIME!

We finally went camping for the first time this summer. Not wanting to travel far, we just camped at Viking Lake by Stanton. We asked Grandma Daisy and Grandpa Bill to come over and camp as well. We ended up camping right next to them and it was perfect! Lots of grilling.....sweating.....hiking....swimming....playing Phase 10...and laughing at Grandpa Billy's jokes.Callie endured her very first night of camping with us on Saturday! She was a champ and even slept through the thunderstorm that kept the rest of us awake. This is our attempt at taking pictures in the tent before going to bed. After the fourth picture, we had to settle with a picture with my eyes shut! :) Hahaha.....

Spending time with Bill and Daisy was SO good. They are seasoned campers and always had something on hand that we had forgotten. I think they were pretty entertained by us kids putting up the tent....Dan and Jon's grilling....Jill and Callie's antics...etc.

OHHHHHHHH Jill! Our friends Jon and Jill came camping with us for the whole weekend. It was wonderful spending time with them. LOTS of laughter, as always! Mel came over and hung out while we were camping. I like this picture because I think it captures the amazing tolerance Melinda has for her goofy friends. "haha....I will just smile and laugh even though I think they're crazy...."
Awwwww......this is good......you're so cute Callie! Ohh---and check out the mood lighting in the background....courtesy of Bill Dunn.
My friends roasting mallos.....soooo great!
Wait! How did this picture get in here! :) I wonder whose pool? It looks pretty sweet....much bigger than a wading pool. :) Just kidding..... Here is the newest addition to our summer....and little pool for our backyard! So come visit.....splash around...or just lay around! :) More pictures to come of July 4 weekend--the Hutchings are coming to town! :)

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  1. aww...some of my FAVORITE memories from this summer...

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