We added a new tradition this year--temple visits! We did baptisms in the morning with the Wilson, Cooper, Eliza and Evan and topped it off with breakfast. Later that evening we met as adults and did sealings with Dad as the sealer. We finished that night off with a great dinner at White House Grill--garlic city! It was the first time I've ever seen my Dad order appetizers and pay for a whole group.
We met up at the camp on Sunday. Tony had to come up later because he was on call, but Cooper did a great job driving the boat , while I drove to camp. We had our kickoff Family Home Evening and blackberry cobbler and ice cream. The Mosquitos had us for FHE treat and they feasted.
Monday was the most fun day. We started it with waffle morning! Chelsea had buttermilk syrup and coconut whip cream plus all the toppings. After breakfast we were all raring to go and had everyone up skiing, wake boarding and wake skating with all three boats. Jill, Stacey, Kate and I also swam the river with our kayaking chaperones, Chelsea and Dad. It was blazing hot, and the water was gloriously smooth. Cameron got the ski course up. Dustin's new boat, "July" was awesome. It has a boom, a sound system, ropes and tubes. Both Cameron and our boat ran perfectly. Tony was a really good sport about pulling tubers. It was fun to watch all the naked babies on the beach. A big highlight of the day was Kimberly and I getting Chelsea and Stacey up on a slalom ski. They made it look easy and had total success.
That night we had to say goodbye to Mom and Dad who were headed off to the temple very early the next morning. That night we played a rousing game of marshmallow baseball. It was particularly fun to pelt each other with sticky mallows. At the campfire we made "s'more cones," delicious twist on the classic s'more improved by the use of coconut. Tony entertained us with gross medical stories and we reminisced about our past childhood memories.
Tuesday was more skiing interspersed with serious frisbee or Kan Jam games. Aunt Jill's "gak" was an instant hit with everyone. After a yummy BBQ dinner we took all the kids to "clay island" to squish our toes in the fascinating goo. Despite the mess, it was really fun. For campfire that night we played "minute to win it"and had Chicago Popcorn. I said goodbye to Tony and Cooper who were heading out on a backpacking trip on Wednesday. Cooper drove the boat and ignored a spiritual prompting to go to the dock. It was a good lesson when he ran out of gas and had to be towed by a nice lady into the marina.
We had a slow morning on Wednesday and packed up in the hot hot weather. Inevitably, the throwing up started and ski camp turned to barf camp as seems to be our horrible tradition.
My friend Corrie asked about the family reunion. I told her some of the highlights and she commented that the only thing she has ever felt envious of was my incredible relationships with my extended family and our traditions. Her comment has made me really grateful.
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