So, this isn't camping yet, but I wanted to include it anyway. Joel was talking to Papa Steve on the phone, and before Wally would talk to Papa, he had to get his "cowboy clothes" on. He was in his PJs for bed, but put his vest and coat over them. Added his hat and topped it off with his "inside cowboy boots" (aka old brown shoes that were too small for him). Not sure where he came up with "outside" and "inside" cowboy boots.
Over Memorial Day weekend, we went camping with our friends at a farm owned by a professor at the university that Joel is friends with. It was such a beautiful place and we were very lucky to have it all to ourselves.
Wally found "Team Graff Caterpillar." He was very upset when he had to let him go. Luckily Team Graff Caterpillar showed up again the next day.
The pond was beautiful and the dock was perfect for fishing.
These two boys are great friends and don't fight like brothers too often.
This is how Moose spent his weekend. The dogs were pretty stinky by the end of the weekend. Wally and I gave them baths when we got home. Moose still stunk for several days anyway.
Camping in Iowa apparently always consists of mowed lawn. Even if you are camping on a farm!
After Sander fell in the pond, we got smart and made the boys were lifevests when they were by the water. We were very lucky that Stacy was on the dock when Sander fell in.
I realized that this is about the best shot of our camp site. The tents were just out of view. Picnic tables, fire pits...lots of trees for potties (Wally, of course, had to poop 3 times in the course of about 24 hours!).
There was a little baby fawn just up the hill from us in plain sight. I hoped that its mommy would come get it during the night, but she didn't. In my world, she swooped in and saved the little guy as soon as we left. He was sure cute, but his cry was so sad.
If Moose wasn't swimming, he was enjoying the view of the pond.
Daisy would only wade in the water, but had a great time anyway. Oddly, neither dog paid much attention to the wandering crying fawn.
Not sure why this picture is turned funny. Joel caught his first Iowa fish in the pond. He says this bluegill doesn't count because it was a stock pond.
Wally thought the fish (who swallowed the hook and was thus a gonner) was the coolest thing (next to Team Graff Caterpillar). He wanted to "cook it and eat it."
The campsite also came with a canoe.
And a sleeping baby. Baby Levi just slept on a blanket in the shade. It was so humid and hot (even all night long). There were bugs, so he needed some blankets.
Team Graff
All of us, minus sleeping Levi.
Best Buddies!
Over Memorial Day weekend, we went camping with our friends at a farm owned by a professor at the university that Joel is friends with. It was such a beautiful place and we were very lucky to have it all to ourselves.
Wally found "Team Graff Caterpillar." He was very upset when he had to let him go. Luckily Team Graff Caterpillar showed up again the next day.
The pond was beautiful and the dock was perfect for fishing.
These two boys are great friends and don't fight like brothers too often.
This is how Moose spent his weekend. The dogs were pretty stinky by the end of the weekend. Wally and I gave them baths when we got home. Moose still stunk for several days anyway.
Camping in Iowa apparently always consists of mowed lawn. Even if you are camping on a farm!
After Sander fell in the pond, we got smart and made the boys were lifevests when they were by the water. We were very lucky that Stacy was on the dock when Sander fell in.
I realized that this is about the best shot of our camp site. The tents were just out of view. Picnic tables, fire pits...lots of trees for potties (Wally, of course, had to poop 3 times in the course of about 24 hours!).
There was a little baby fawn just up the hill from us in plain sight. I hoped that its mommy would come get it during the night, but she didn't. In my world, she swooped in and saved the little guy as soon as we left. He was sure cute, but his cry was so sad.
If Moose wasn't swimming, he was enjoying the view of the pond.
Daisy would only wade in the water, but had a great time anyway. Oddly, neither dog paid much attention to the wandering crying fawn.
Not sure why this picture is turned funny. Joel caught his first Iowa fish in the pond. He says this bluegill doesn't count because it was a stock pond.
Wally thought the fish (who swallowed the hook and was thus a gonner) was the coolest thing (next to Team Graff Caterpillar). He wanted to "cook it and eat it."
The campsite also came with a canoe.
And a sleeping baby. Baby Levi just slept on a blanket in the shade. It was so humid and hot (even all night long). There were bugs, so he needed some blankets. 
Team Graff
All of us, minus sleeping Levi.
Best Buddies! 
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