no pics to prove it but...it's true!

I don't have any pics to prove I was there: me, camping, yes camping. (check Bekah's blog soon). When you wake up to the same view that other people pay big bucks for from their mansion on the hilltop, and all you have to do is open the back vandoor, still in bed (on the mattress on the floor of the van) it's pretty awesome. The mountains in the distance, skirted by the lake as far as we could see, the boats on the lake, other mansions on many hilltops.... Quinten, Malachi and I also enjoyed the same view from the rockchair placed perfectly by God for us while reading "The Very Scary Cave".
I'm sure our breakfast (and evening) coffee was the best in the land (thanks to Tony)-at least in that park and the pancakes were the fluffiest (thanks to Henry) with fresh blueberries, strawberries and whipped cream and would have been the envy of all had they known we were having them.
We ate, most of us swam in the pool-the boys for hours on end-, and in the lake, we played scrabble and rummy, read stories, watched the sunset, tried to fly kites, had ice cream cones, and relaxed.
Our adventure ended with everyone still happy, very hot, and much browner over all (my burn is beginning to itch now).
We have Rowan for a few days before he goes to Ryan and Kara's. We went to the skate park today. The hardest part of the configuration is a deep bowl and at one point Rowan assessed that he wasn't "ready" for that part yet. Ten minutes later he rode into the bowl and within minutes he had it beat-riding right up and over the edge of it. We WILL go back tomorrow now that he has conquered the whole design. Grandma will be "slurping a lot of soup", watching.