Friday, May 20, 2016


So, nothing much going on today, you know, other than my baby turning fif-freakin-teen. Seriously, how does this happen?

To continue with this week's theme, I've included a photo from his first camping trip--we hiked him in to Chimney Pond in Baxter State Park when he was three months old. It was his first-ever backpacking trip, and also the last one any of us took until our return to Baxter 13 years later. All of the photos from the trip are terrible because, to save weight, we bought one of those crappy disposable cameras, which is proof in itself that this child is old, old, old.

His reaction to this summer's trip is "I'm going to miss the whole summer!" and "You better never make me do anything again." He's also dismayed by the number of grooming products he'll have to leave behind. I think he'll have fun, though. He really enjoyed that trip to Baxter when he was a baby--kicking on the Thermarest, listening to moose browse outside our lean-to all night, squishing into my sleeping bag with me. He's going to have to sleep in his own sleeping bag this time around, though.


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