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Family camp
Friday night we played on the slide. My girl is in the far left lane.
Why let little brother play when she can block his way?
Saturday morning, the vertical playground opened. The first step was to dress for the occasion with an orange hat and a safety harness.
Properly secured, he started up the swinging cactus pole .
This is the whole tower. My little one is somewhere amid the tires.
There is his smiling face, working his way through the tires.
This young lady made it to the top on her second attempt. She is standing on the obstacle that stopped her the first time.
That bar he is leaning on is actually a swing, suspended from each end, but able to move around when he tries to mount it. If only he were tall enough, he could just reach up and grab the cargo net.
After he figured out the swing, he started up the cargo net, only to wonder how to find his way into the chimney.
Something worked, as I found him in this box.
At the top is a bell to ring. He rang it three times on Saturday.
The weather was not the best for swimming, but then once I was in the water I was all wet. The rain did not bother me at all. I like swimming in the rain.
I really did take both my children with me. One of them chose younger company than her mother. She had fun hanging out with her friends.
Just checking to see what my camera can do.
It takes pictures at night too.
Why let little brother play when she can block his way?Saturday morning, the vertical playground opened. The first step was to dress for the occasion with an orange hat and a safety harness.
Properly secured, he started up the swinging cactus pole .This is the whole tower. My little one is somewhere amid the tires.There is his smiling face, working his way through the tires.
This young lady made it to the top on her second attempt. She is standing on the obstacle that stopped her the first time.That bar he is leaning on is actually a swing, suspended from each end, but able to move around when he tries to mount it. If only he were tall enough, he could just reach up and grab the cargo net.
After he figured out the swing, he started up the cargo net, only to wonder how to find his way into the chimney.
Something worked, as I found him in this box.
At the top is a bell to ring. He rang it three times on Saturday.
The weather was not the best for swimming, but then once I was in the water I was all wet. The rain did not bother me at all. I like swimming in the rain.
I really did take both my children with me. One of them chose younger company than her mother. She had fun hanging out with her friends.
Just checking to see what my camera can do.
It takes pictures at night too.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
What we learn from our parents
When there is a new road, walk on it.
Early in the morning.
Before it opens to traffic.
If the Mead you want is the high school, it is in the other direction.
Early in the morning.Before it opens to traffic.If the Mead you want is the high school, it is in the other direction. My father loved cars.
My mother took pictures of everything.
Keep a car long enough, and it becomes a classic. Keep anything long enough, and it becomes a treasure.
I am not sure how thrifty this auto really is.
My father loved the Indianapolis 500. I am sure he watched this pace car go in circles in 1978.
I like the story this one implies.
Some cars are born classics.
If they would move the tents, the traffic jam would go away.
Every photographer has a point of view.
My mother took pictures of everything.
Keep a car long enough, and it becomes a classic. Keep anything long enough, and it becomes a treasure.
I am not sure how thrifty this auto really is.
My father loved the Indianapolis 500. I am sure he watched this pace car go in circles in 1978.
I like the story this one implies.
Some cars are born classics.
If they would move the tents, the traffic jam would go away.
Every photographer has a point of view.
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