
we camped in the old staple family tent, as usual.

the beach was just over the dunes,

and was the perfect place to chase seagulls and collect several buckets' worth of dead fish (not pictured, but so gross)
we had fire pit dinner with friends
and rocked some headlamps.

the next day, we hiked, looked for frogs under the marsh boardwalk, and kept the potty training alive.



and when the threat of serious storms became a reality, we packed up and got a hotel room, complete with a kitchen to cook up the rest of our campfire food, including a birthday pie.

happy birthday to the happiest birthday boy! we love you, old man.

No comments:
Post a Comment