Silas had his first camping trip this weekend. Of course, outdoors-man that he is, he was in heaven. He didn't even act skeptical about eating, dressing, and sleeping outside. Tugaloo State Park was beautiful and we got to camp right on the water of Lake Hartwell with our own access point. Silas was very excited about throwing rocks in the lake. He used gestures to show everyone that passed what he had been up to with those rocks. In the lake, he was kicking and loosely paddling as we steered him from one group member to the next in the water. I think was the most fun he has ever had swimming. He learned some new dance moves from Elizabeth, played a round of mini-golf, blew some dandelions, tromped about the camp site stealing tools, respected no sleep boundaries in the tent, and awed us with his ability to stay alive eating relatively nothing. He is still sleeping as I type at 9:30 which is definitely some kind of record. I'd say we had a good time.
I've been replaced from the Dirty Dancing pose.
The happy campers.
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