Easter in the woods. You two had the time of your lives hiking around, burning marshmallows to a crisp and egg hunting. It got me thinking, we haven't gone camping in a really long time and that's gotta end. Wesley, you were only too happy to help Dad blow on the fire, you are DYING to be old enough to help out with building it. You ate your entire weight in chips and then proceeded to egg hunt for about five minutes until you had a sufficient amount that you felt you could start cracking them open. Who wants to hunt when there is sweet eating to be done? Lily, you were the fastest egg hunter of the bunch, you zipped around snatching up eggs and screaming "I found another one!" every few seconds. You are so happy when you are with your cousins (albeit a little wild) and you jumped at the chance to help Sam blow out his burning charred marshmallow. It was one of those days, so many wonderful memories made.
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