G supervised the setup of camp from the back end of the truck. He advised us that our tent placement was substandard. We agreed and moved it to our own campsite. That way he could scream all he wanted in the middle of the night and not wake the neighbors (Oma, Opa and Aunt Cass).
We took a hike in the mid-afternoon HOT sun. In order to cool down, G laid on the blanket in his diaper with Aunt Cass for awhile.
Aunt Cass, armed with camera, got many awesome photos of G lying under the blue sky - if you look close enough, you can see the whispy clouds reflecting in his eyes.
Later on in the evening when the sun went down the heat let up a bit, G and the dogs passed out, G on the blanket and Sake nearby to guard him. I put his hat on and my shirt over him and he slept there while we played ladder golf. What a good boy.
Later on in the evening when the sun went down the heat let up a bit, G and the dogs passed out, G on the blanket and Sake nearby to guard him. I put his hat on and my shirt over him and he slept there while we played ladder golf. What a good boy.
Sunday night, at home in our own beds, G slept terribly. We concluded that we'd sell our house and move into our tent so we can all have optimum sleep.
We love camping!
Someone should send me these pictures so I can have them on my scrolling Greysen slideshow. ASAP.
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