Camping

Uh Oh! Here's a little foreboding view as we approached out campspot.
But it cleared up for the most part. Zach loved sitting in his very own camp chair... that actually talked back!

We painted rocks with the cousins.

But Zach "painted" with water... thankfully.

They looked so innocent in the beginning but you should have seen the table, and ground, and clothes after they were finished.

Zach loved picking out the perfect rocks along the banks of the tiny creek that ran past out campspot.

He also love trying to throw them into the water like his bigger cousins.

It was a tad bit chilly but beautiful no less.

Our only other boy cousin, Roy, was more than willing to show Zach the ropes.

Uh Oh... Zach. Don't follow his lead too closely.

Zach was completely enthralled by his cousin's dog Daisy. Even though she knocked him over on more than one occasion, he was not scared one bit.

It was definately NOT warm by any means but we still had a great time.

Zach even learned to play a little badmitton.

At least he understood to go after the birdie anyway.

Of course Zach had to start another rock collection.

Check out his goods!

Soon the cousins followed suit- that's right, my son is a trendsetter.

The attempted to take a nice cousin picture with ALL of the cousins standing nicely in a line. Wait... who thought it would be a simple task to line up 8 kids under 8-in age order, get them to stand still, AND look at the camera WITH their eyes open?

Zach thought it was a game and would Bolt every chance he got.

He knew right where the path to the river was and would assume this pose on a regular basis hoping that his cuteness would win someone over and get him a trip to the water.

Zach's cousins taught him to blow on the dandelions. Yes, that pouty bottom lip is him "blowing".

Zach LOVED Aunt Brendi. He would wrap his arms around her neck, lie his head on her shoulder and pat her back. Then he would pull her face into him and give her a BIG kiss, just because.

On the last day, to keep the kids busy during cleanup, Grandma started them filling water balloons. Zach collected a few and very carefully marched them around the campground in his stroller.

What a HAM!

See that one squinty eye? That's Zach's "I'm squeezing with all my might"face. Thankfully he never did figure out how to pop a water balloon. Wheeeew!

All in all, we had a great time. Zach LOVED hangin' with his cousins AND spending basically all of his time outside. The only person missing was Jason. Someday... right?