This past weekend the 4 of us plus Pop went on a camping trip. On Friday we traveled down to Cherokee Landing and spent the night and Saturday night at a cabin there. Bradley and Pop had been back in the 80's, but not since then, so we weren't sure what to expect. When we arrived it was already dark, but on Saturday, we were up bright and early to explore and see what all they had.
Unfortunately, not a lot of people camp anymore (esp in July), so the campground is kind of run down and sad, but we still had a good time. Bradley had been excited about going fishing and Ava had bought a new Barbie pole, so Bradley fixed us up and we headed out.
Harrison was being super fussy because he wanted to push the stroller around and there wasn't a sandy beach to fish at, just some clay-like mud that was not very fun. It made for a long hour trying to catch a fish and wrangle Harrison.
In the end, we didn't catch any fish. We got some nibbles, but no luck with reeling anything in. Ava loved it though, but was super disappointed since she said God told her she would catch something. :) But she had fun and that is what matters.