Friday, May 15, 2009

First Father Son Campout!

Driving to the campground.

At first he doesn't believe the scary story.

But then he hears a noise in the bushes...


and is inspired to master the art himself.


Pure cuteness.


Scripture time.


Nice and warm!


A little help, here, Dad.  How do I take this thing down if you don't get a side?


Sneaking the rations.  (yum, chocolate makes me sleepy)

Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles.  But I've got both my fins!

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