A Hiking We Will Go!

 We went camping up at Dinkey Creek with two other families the second week of August.  We got up there around dinner time on Friday and Santiago unloaded my dad's truck (which we were borrowed) and set up camp.  We enjoyed a yummy dinner made by our friends the Colemans and then tried to relax while the boys played and got filthy!

 The Cattons brought up a pack-n-play that I was hoping would be great for Sam, but she didn't like staying in it too much.  That meant we all took turns holding her the whole weekend!

 



The kids did pretty good at night time in the tent, except one night Xavier woke up crying in the middle of the night saying "I have nothing to do!".  That kid is so random!

Saturday morning we had a great breakfast made for us by the Cattons, and then set off for what we thought was a "walk" up to an old saw mill.  It ended up being more like a hike, and it was hot and the kids were tired. 

 I am glad that we did it though because the old town was so neat.  There were original buildings from back in the day when they had the saw mill, and they are in the process of being restored. 

 Inside the old schoolhouse:

One of the coolest things we saw was a huge furnace that they used to burn all of the bad wood.

It was so beautiful inside, and not to mention nice and cool!

While heading back to camp the kids were all so tired.  I was holding Isaiah, and somehow my foot slipped on a rock and we went crashing down on my knee.  I was worried that I had sprained it because the pain was pretty bad by the time we were at camp.  It made it harder to enjoy myself and take care of the kids so that was a bummer.  But thankfully a few days later the pain was gone and all I had was a ugly bruise.

After lunch on Saturday we drove to the rock slicks.  They looked so cool but I was a little scared about the kids going down them.  No one got hurt thankfully and they all had so much fun!  We will definitely have to go back so that I can try them!

That night it was our turn to make dinner, and then we finished up the night with S'mores, games and good conversation.  10pm is quiet time, so we went to bed soon after that.  Sunday morning we packed up our things and headed back.   Isaiah complained that his throat was hurting him when we were passing through Shaver.  As soon as we hit the 4-lane he threw up all over the back seat.  We had to pull over and clean off everything!  At least it wasn't our truck, ha ha!  It was a fun camping trip despite my knee, the crazy amount of bees (they were everywhere!!), and the throw up.  Can't wait to do it again when Samantha is one year older!