We spent a lot of time playing baseball around the camp and hanging out by the Russian River. It's such a small world too. Brian was coming out of the restroom when he saw a friend that he used to work with so we hung out with them a little as well. Fun, fun.
Love my silly child.
Roscoe just swimming away - he'll only fetch in the water. Some retriever, huh?
Go fly a kite.
Kyla's turn. These were Stan's (Brian's old friend) kites ... and not cheap ones either and I think my kids lost them both. Ooops.
A pillow for Roscoe. Old guy.
So much for Dad taking a nap.
Feeding the ducks.
I wonder what he's thinking about.
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