We've had visits to festivals, orchards and animal farms. We've panned for gems.
We've taken them to Georgia, to visit their cousins, and to play mini golf in a little Bavarian village called Helen. Sometimes the girls made us a pancake breakfast.
They've ridden a horse on our friends farm, and we've had cook outs and s'mores nights with other friends and neighbors.
We've had birthday parties and hula hoop contests, and we even did an 'egg'speriment to see if an egg would fry on the hot pavement! (It didn't)
But, this year, there will be none of that at our house for Kimbie and Becca. And Camp Waygood will be a lonely place. I hope we can make the 900 mile trip to see them....very soon. Otherwise, Grammie and Papa will be two very unhappy campers!