A few weekends ago, Jack took Henry to a campout with a bunch of men and boys from church, leaving the girls at home. It’s hard to say who had a better time…
A friend had dropped off a delicious dinner to help out with our newest arrival which let me sit down with the girls, turn on a movie and put up my feet. The girls also did each other’s makeup…
…drew a likeness of me (see the similarities?), danced to some Shakira, ate a couple of desserts (that’s right, a couple), and stayed up past their bedtime.
|Zoey has a pretty good view for bathtime.|
Then, it was just Zoey and I for the remainder of the evening. I took advantage of the quiet and got some writing done while watching a movie of my choice–a real treat!
|Snoozin’ and writin’.|
Jack took some treats with him and once he set up camp (which literally was a hammock in a tree with a tarp strapped over the top), they perused the forest for morel mushrooms (which they didn’t find–bummer!), got plenty dirty, ate too much sugar, sat around a fire, talking, and also stayed up late.
|Who’s ready for bed?|
|I think Henry was that sticky and dirty until he came home and I could give him a bath!|