My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Tuesday, September 07, 2010

ONE LAST SUMMER BLAST!

For the past few years we've ended our summer vacation with a week at Fort Desoto camping with our good friends The Hannons. They are always happy to lend us their camper bus so we have a place to escape the Florida heat/bugs/rain. We were joined by Carl & Kim the first evening for sunset and fishing, and later that week Bud & Sheila brought us out some pizzas and watched the sun go down at our waterfront campsite. Jimmy was kind enough to lend us his canoe and we had some fun with that, too. Amber Hannon was ready to have her baby at any moment, so we did what we could to encourage that...but to no avail. No Fort Desoto baby THIS year...but there's always next year! THANK YOU HANNONS for always making our week together memorable!
Here are THE PICTURES







1 comment:

Melodt said...

What a great Summer full of trips, sun and good times!