Me and dad got to ride on an airplane.
We went to Washington.
We camped by a lake.
Mom couldn't go "because of the baby".
But most of her family was there.
And I had the best time ever.

I swam.

and fished.


and rode on the tube.

I even got to drive Grandpa's boat.

The best part of the trip was all the fun I had with my cousins.
especially Kensie.

Kensie was very brave...she skied on the skimmer.
Dad tried to get me to do it...but I said no.

That's ok.
Cause Kensie didn't care that I didn't ski...but she was very proud of herself.

You can call us Rock stars.

When we weren't playing and playing...we were relaxing.

Uncle Steve is very silly.
I sure wish we didn't live so far away from each other.
It was a super fun week.
I didn't want to leave.

BUT...I was very happy to see mom.
At bedtime I asked mom when we could go camping again...
she says that maybe next year we can go...
and we can even bring our baby!
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