BC Day

Started off with a BIG picnic, although there were still many family members who weren't able to be there.  The group got divided, as many chairs per square feet of shade as possible :)

 After some very good eating and very warm playing (who plays soccer when it's over 30 degrees out?!  Oh yah, that would be sports loving Sam, Cam and their dad) we headed out to Lindeman Lake with Grampa.

 I was worried this little girl wouldn't make it too far.  Usually she wimps out pretty quick but she cheerfully informed Gramps they should play follow the leader and led him both up and down the mountain.  She pretty much told him where to put each footfall.  If she stepped on a root, he had to do the same, if she climbed off the path to the right, she expected him to follow. 
So really we shouldn't have been surprised when she slipped, stood up, turned around and said in the driest of tones, "Make sure you do that to!!" 

 Both Sam and Cam needed to water the bushes and gave their plums to Gramps to hold and keep track of.  Sam or Cam's?  Cam or Sam's? :)

 What can I say?  A crazy lot of young ones!

 This princess wore flip flops to the picnic and then proceeded to forget to change to socks and runners that were in the back of the van. Too bad for her her parents decided the lesson for the day was going to be in responsibility and told her that it was what it was.  No one was going to be able to run back to change.  She's lucky there was a pocket on the front of the back pack for her flip flops so she didn't have to carry them the whole way.  She marched like a trooper and did just fine!

 Of all the kids to be exhausted and crash before we got home, we sure didn't expect it to be Cody!  He played pretty hard at the picnic and over and over again he would sit down on the side of the trail and assure us his energy was gone.  Or, "my energy is all flowed out of me" or something creative like that.  We strapped on an imaginary jet pack but even that didn't fire him up like usual.  He, of course, woke up when we got home and suddenly couldn't walk another step.  I took pity on him because he was so tired but when he couldn't even stand on his one foot to brush his teeth I thought I better take a second look.  Sure enough, there in his heel, was a nice sized sliver sticking straight in!!  He had taken off his shoes on the playground and obviously picked up a piece of wood chip!  Not once did he say anything about having a sore foot but it must have been a big part of the reason he was not into hiking!

Ahh, stockpiling memories is such a special part of summer vacation!