There's been so much going on, that it hasn't left much time to actually blog about it! As a result, I've become accustomed to machine gun blogging; doing three or four posts at once to catch up on everything. First up, our first trip to the property this year! Due to a lot of extraneous circumstances, we didn't actually get up there until Friday night at about 9:30, driving through a fair downpour, and some pretty intense fog. Oddly enough, the property itself was pretty dry, and the weather was decent. The following day, all the menfolk decided to go on a kayaking trip, but being menfolk, not a one of them took a picture. Us women had a relatively eventful day ourselves, which included a call to poison control when two of Katie's triplets discovered and may or may not have eaten some D-Con. Other than that, the kids ran around entertaining themselves with fort building, rock collecting, and butterfly catching, to name a few.
Some ended up a little worse for wear. We told him it makes him look tough.
When the weather started to turn fairly chilly, we herded the smaller kids into Grandma's trailer, and turned on Frozen, mostly so we could listen to them sing along to the various songs.
Little Ben held Grandma's hand for a good portion of the time, it was so cute to see.
The kayaking trip ended up going for a much longer time than anticipated, so there were still no men by the time dinner rolled around, and even into fire and S'more building time. And in case you were wondering,
this is how you feed triplets while camping.
Rather than making the kids wait, we went on without them, as Steve and Katie planned to head home that night.
The men finally returned after dark, even after most the kids were in bed, alive but chilled and very sore. Once everyone can laugh about it, I think this will become one of those stories that lives on forever in the Rogers oral history.
The next day was Sunday, and once again, we attended sacrament meeting at the Frisby's pieces of land down the road. It's a little weird being there in jeans and campfire smell, but it's certainly a cool experience, and I like going. Kevin set up a slack line after that, and most of us took several turns trying to find our balance and make it across.
Even Finn.
Kevin showed us all up by not only making it across unassisted, but then turning around and coming back.
I don't think I even made it one step without help, so I settled for taking pictures.
That night it rained quite a bit, putting out the fire the men had built up, and forcing all of us to see shelter in the shed. The kids piled into the loft to watch a movie, a nice quiet way to settle them down before bed.
Finn, however, decided he didn't want to share, and scooted himself directly in front of the iPad. What makes me laugh about this next pic, is how irritated everyone else looks, while he looks quite delighted.
The weather turned warm and sunny on Monday, which was lovely as we needed our tent trailers to dry out before we could all pack up. While we waited, the men decided to build some more sections of fence out of fallen Aspen trees. As soon as Finn saw tools being used, he had to come check it out.
That kid is a boy through and through. After that, he decided to lounge around and get some rays.
Despite some of our weather and other mishaps, we had another great and memorable trip to our favorite place to camp!
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