Montana Camp

We went to Montana Family Camp this summer with Brad's parents. Something we hope to keep doing in the future. The kids had a blast! Traveling with a potty trainer makes for an interesting road trip though...I can't tell you how many times we pulled over on the side of the road! I couldn't resist taking a pic of the little cutie pie!

There were quite a few families from Cedar Park that came over to Montana Camp also, so that made it fun for the kids to have little playmates! I had no idea how close it was to Dawn's house either (about 10 minutes)! So it was fun to pop over and see her a few times too!

Is this not the most gorgeous view you've ever seen? There is absolutely no editing done to this picture whatsoever, it's just straight out of the camera. Amazing, huh. This is the view from Dawn's backyard, standing on her porch. Absolutely breath-taking.

I was cracking up at these two! When they were 3 and doing swimming lessons together, all I heard was, "Caleb's my boyfriend!" When they turned 4, we did home-school preschool together, and they were already planning their wedding, "Caleb and I are getting married when we grow up!" Now that they are 7, they are too cool for each other! ;)

Toothless grins!

Buds

Most of the gang, minus the littlest two.

Josiah and Grandma planting some flowers in Grandma Jeanette's flower bed.

One day after a morning service we took the kids to a Black Bear habitat. It was pretty cool. Thankfully you stayed in your car, and just drove around getting an up close and personal view of the bears. Fun, yet a little scary at the same time.

Dawn invited us over for the 4th of July, so we headed over to her place just in time for Strawberry Shortcake -yummo! Here are some pics of the kids with their fireworks!

Chloe was fascinated with the sparklers.
The fireworks...not so much.

Madelyn's first sparkler!

Minutes after this picture, Madelyn started crying and saying, "Owie! Owwwwiieee!" I thought she was getting burned by the sparkler (the stick was was probably just heating up). So I panicked and tried to wrench the sparkler out of her grasp. She wouldn't let go, so I ended up twisting and bending it back and forth, and I accidentally bent it back on her hand and burned her! Then she really started to scream! Talk about feeling horrible. Poor little thing. She'll always have a little souvenir from her first sparkler, just in the shape of a pretty white scar. =0( There have even been days recently where she'll look at her hand and say, "Mommy, I have an owie by a firework!" Sad. Good thing she doesn't tell people the truth that she really has an owie from her mommy! =0(