What could be better than oatmeal on a crisp morning?
The campground loop isn't long but we spent a lot of time (at Keira and Bently pace) walking around the sites. Halfway around they became disinterested in their toys so Dakota pulled Benlty in the dump truck and carried the little stroller! What a good sport!
Lately, when bently gets his feeling hurt or feels like life is too hard he will run away and find a wall to lean on while he cries. Keira kept moving his camp chair which obviously really disturbed him - and without a wall nearby he decided that the edge of the road would have to do. Not to fear there is always a loving mom or dad who will come and make life better when these things happen. These two melt my heart. I am so thankful that Dakota is such a great dad.
And of course, no trip would ever be complete without taking some time to throw rocks into the lake.
