Their First Camping Trip

Jack and Max went on their very first camping trip this weekend with their Dad, Uncle Zak and cousins, and some new church friends.

Their cousin, Nathan, has quickly become their best friend since we moved here.

Can you see the family resemblance?

How about now? Jack and Nathan look more like brothers than cousins. From the back, we often can't tell them apart.

Some very exciting things happened to the boys on their first camping trip. Since I wasn't there, I can only really report to you what the boys have told me.

Their Dad got them brand new fishing poles for their trip.

GUESS WHAT HAPPENED?

And, Jack caught the second! Of the entire group! I have two little fisherman on my hands.

I assumed they would be eating granola bars and juice boxes for breakfast.

Umm. No.

Fresh-picked mulberry pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage.

I might have to rethink this camping thing. (If only camping took place at a spa. *sigh*)

Nathan and Isaac, my sister's youngest little boy, look like they're enjoying their breakfast, too. (I'm so thankful to be living near these little guys. They're such cool little dudes.)

I asked Jack what his favorite part of camping was. He said "Bamboo Island". (Their imaginations were in full swing, I'm told.)

I can see why this was his favorite. This boy loves to climb anything. Everything. Just ask his grandparents who installed wooden steps up the tree in their backyard the last time we visited so that Jack could climb to the top of the tree.

He was so excited to show me these pictures and what he did.

(Side note: Oh, the state of their laundry when they returned. I don't know that these shorts will ever recover.)

Jack proudly climbed to the top of this (dead) tree.

And, I can hear his best "Tarzan" now.

And, then I asked Max what his favorite part of camping was.

No hesitation whatsoever:

"Peeing in the grass."

Successful first camping trip all around.