Camp

Dead tired. That about sums it up for me.

Dylan had a Girl Scout's camp on Saturday. Up by 5:00 a.m. Home around midnight. In between, everything from boating, hiking, rock climbing, and archery. Oh, and let's not forget candle making - the only part of the day I managed to keep up.

For Dylan, it was wonderful memory making. For me...well, I'm just thankful that when Isaac reaches this age in another 10 years or so, it will be Scott's turn. I'll be busy weaving baskets.