He was pretending that his ice-cream cone was a giant tooth!
We had lots of fun playing on the shore, kayaking, canoeing, and of course,
building sandcastles.
building sandcastles.
But maybe not quite as serious as the competitive pick-up game of Ladder Ball,
Or as the cake and ice-cream for one of the cousin's 7th birthday.
We enjoyed a wonderful family game of kickball
It was a fun reunion, and we had lots of fun hanging out with family.
In other news, our garden really took off this month
Last weekend we went camping in McCall. Gorgeous. Want to live there. Now. Of course, I always feel that way after a visit to McCall. I spend the next few days poring over real estate listings for the area, and trying to figure out how Rick could get a job there.
While there, we hiked to Louie Lake. It was supposed to be a 1.5 mile hike in, but because of poor trail signage ended up being 4-5 miles in. We weren't the only ones who were wandering around the mountain without a clue. We met two other groups who were doing the same thing: Looking for Louie Lake. It became a quest. And finally, we conquered. This gorgeous panorama was our reward.
Once we'd found the lake, we could laugh about it, but I was more than a little grumpy after the 2nd major wrong turn. I don't think I was the only one.
Because we deserved it, we stopped by one of my favorite little ice-cream spots in Idaho. When they say 'mountain size scoops', they're not kidding. I left the camera in the truck at first, and only thought to run back for it after Rick and I had finished our scoops. But let me tell you: we always get the single scoop, and it is HUGE. Every time we go there, we tell ourselves to remember to order the kid-size next time, which is the size of a Baskin Robbins double scoop. We never remember, and end up with a cone that has a mound of ice-cream the size of a large grapefuit, or bigger. It's delicious though. But hey, we'd just hiked 5+ miles, so we'd earned it, right?
Isaac's favorite thing about camping is cooking hot-dogs and marshmallows. And no, we don't generally let him stand around roasting things on the fire. This photo was a quick pose, and then I took the roasting stick back.
Can't figure out what that little glowing spot is.
It looks like Galinda the Good Witch beaming down for a visit.
All in all, we enjoyed our summer. It went by much too quickly, but everything good does, doesn't it? Hope your summer was lovely, too!



