Labor Day

Cobbler and smores.  Happy sugar-buzzed kiddo.

Shoot!  I didn't take my camera to the family campout.  But it was fun.  Really, really fun. We froze our buns off Friday evening, then slept cozy in our ultra cozy sleeping bag.  My, my who'd have thought that camping in September would be so fun.  We ate tin foil dinners, played games with family (poor Uncle Glen had quite the bad luck playing Farkle...) and woke up to Uncle Scott making french toast.  Lovely.

Saturday, I canned pickles.  Aiden played.  The end.

Sunday, we had a big family dinner at my sister's house and EVERYONE was there.  There is never a lack of food when we all get together.

That's when we discovered a tooth that came in clear back in Aiden's mouth.  Clear back there....  But he only has two top teeth, four bottom teeth, the big gap, then this little sucker peeking out.

Yesterday for us was truly Labor Day.  We put up Aiden's bed, did grocery shopping, super cleaned the house, did laundry, then went to Aunt Kari's for a barbecue.  It was awesome.  Here is the evidence of the awesomeness.