throwing rocks in the river

While Matt took the oldest four camping Luke and I decided to have a little fun of our own.

The skies were crazy blue and the temps were plenty warm and we cruised the riverfront.

It was primarily a rock-throwing expedition :)

It's fairly rare that this little guy sets the pace in our family.  And he loved it.

We two found plenty of ways to keep busy (in addition to rock throwing which, truth be told, would have kept Luke busy for hours but I did tire eventually and steered us towards new and different pursuits).

But the hours with this little guy were a treat.  He woke up the next morning and it didn't take long for him to start asking for John Paul!  And the campers were home by lunchtime - happy and dirty and eaten up by mosquitos (ugh!)

Next year Luke's up to bat - all five on the camping trip.  Matt thinks I'm coming too, but I keep teasing him about how much I'm going to enjoy some alone time! He he.  I do love camping and while the days we camped and backpacked together are distant memories now it'll be fun to get out again with the whole crew.

But this year it was a treat to spend some time with my littlest man.