Pictures from the weekend

Every Labor Day weekend we go to my Gramp's and Gram's cottage for the weekend. Gram becomes a "mom" and this mom becomes a vegetable. I spend the entire weekend sitting on the porch looking at the lake, reading a book, and getting sunburned. Dave spends the weekend catching (ghost) fish and trying to convince us that he actually caught something. The girls spend the weekend getting to know Gram and Gramp and eating all kinds of treats that they wouldn't normally get at home. They get spoiled. I get spoiled. Dave "catches fish".

Being goofy on the bunk bed

Georgia playing with Gram's bucket o' toys. (I would dress her in these elf jammies all day every day if I could - I just love them:)


And the result of the weekend is:


I didn't have enough memory space on my camera to get any more pictures, but everyone was sleeping on the way home except for the fisherman.

We always have such a nice weekend. Its relaxing and its tiring. And we get to spend some quality time with Gram and Gramp without anyone else to occupy ours or their time and attention. Its good. Very good.

Thanks Gramps and Gram! We love you!