I'm Baaak!

You probably didn't even miss me! It's great to have the posts all set up in advance! Now I'm busy playing catch up! I may not have a chance to comment on all your posts, but I'll try to read all of them!

We left last Thursday and drove up to Minnesota to spend the weekend with Jim's family for the annual camping trip.

Here are a couple of odd things I saw along the way:

First is a castle:

It recently opened as a Bed and Breakfast.

Did you ever see a Hummer fly?

We drove near a military base that must have been doing some kind of training exercises. This helicopter flew RIGHT OVER OUR TRUCK. There was a moment that we all thought, "OH SHIT", hoping the Hummer wouldn't accidentally fall off.

Some funny photos from the weekend:

My brother-in-law Al, who never graduated from drinking from a sippy cup.

The winged warrior: my niece "C" showing me her shoulder blades. Ouch!

My other niece, "G", showing off her blue/purple hair. Is this because she is studying blue jays in her PhD program I wonder?

Red-haired great-niece, baby "A", in honor of Lucille Ball's 100th birthday with her father, Eric.

Twin sister of "A", great niece "B" putting on the moves for everyone. (left to right, Barb SIL, "B", "Mo" niece, Shawn nephew)

Nephew "M" with that "Jiffy-Popped" expression! (Niece Becky and husband Shawn in background)

These funny shoes are worn by our eldest son, Jeff. They are called "toe shoes." Of course, you must wear "toe socks" inside. They look like gorilla feet to me.

Have you seen this monstrosity of a marshmallow?

 

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Unfortunately this isn't from my campfire. I didn't get a picture of ours. But believe me, they were the same size! They definitely are messy!

Then someone else brought out these funny looking marshmallows.

Weird looking. Like someone sat on the bag and smooshed them all. The directions said to wrap the smores up in foil, but we tried it this way. It didn't work....the crackers burned. Then the kids tried roasting the marshmallows on sticks. Although it was tricky to get them on sticks, it DID work.

Here is my OTHER granddaughter, Lauren, roasting a marshmallow.

Meet the newest addition to the group, baby "K".

And finally, here's the whole damn bunch of us. Well, those that made it to the camp-out, anyway.

More stories to follow.