So, all the pictures are backwards in order, which would drive Rebecca to do them all over again, but I don't have the energy, so you will have to read backwards. This picture starts towards the end of our trip when Tom and I took the kids down fishing and he fished a brand new pole out of the water. It even still had the price tag on it. 
The kids would fish for two hours at a time. Tom and I never got to sit down, we were pulling hooks out of fish that were way too small. They love catching them though.
It's amazing how you can take 6 kids to a dock and you can look around for a second and find that it is quiet. Something about fishing.
Last morning at breakfast. The kids were itching to go fishing.
The night before we left, we celebrated Noah's birthday and did cupcakes, making him blow out one of the citronella candles instead of a real one.
Now he is 7, even though we told him he wasn't allowed to.
The same Ranger from last year was there and she plays the violin. It's pretty cool because she is like the pied piper with the children. She asked it someone would like to try and play and Jacob was the only one. She also asked for any songs and Jacob said, "The Christian song." She gave an interesting look and said, "I don't think I know that song. Jacob said, "You know, the one that you sing if you are a Christian. Then she said, "Oh, you mean Amazing grace?" He said, "Yeah, that one." We cracked up.
Typical camping picture with all of us around a table with the nice tent trailer in the background.
The sun did come out enough for the Jonah and Isabelle to jump off the dock. The same dock that Papa Doug broke his arm on just one day earlier (OOpps, I will get to that towards the end)
Isabelle and Jonah swimming back to jump off one more time. The both did it last year and loved it.
There goes Jonah with Isabelle at the bottom looking a little scared.
Jonah wasn't sure that first jump, but then he took the plunge anyway.
They look like two old men looking out at the sound.
They loved playing in the water. Saturday turned out to be a nice day.
Sophia getting her groove on in the water.
Jacob wanting some private time out on the water.
We had to watch the two of them closely because they have a tendency to quietly get into mischief
The picture before the first morning of fishing. Filled with high hopes and big dreams.
Nolan putting bait on the hook. No one got hooked in the ear this year (that was me last year if you have forgotten).
We should have gotten an aerial view of the dock.
Just fishing to pass the time away.
Grandma and Grandpa came back Saturday morning to bring Noah's presents and pick-up their dog. They had to run off to the ER the night before (oh yeah, later!)
Grandpa showing Jonah what part of his wrist he broke. Jonah's look is perfect.
Here comes Grandpa with the sling
Jacob wearing his fishing vest that is a little too small for him now.
Nothing like PWT like sitting around the fire in the morning wearing out PJ's
I don't even have to say it. The ever popular picture of kids shoving marshmallows and graham crackers in their mouths.
The first morning's breakfast.
Little bit of running through the stream. Notice we kept them in the same shirt to keep track of them better
O.K., so here goes the story. Why is Stacy holding the fire extinguisher? Friday night after my mom took my dad to the ER, we came back to cook a late dinner. We started the propane barbecue and one of the kids yelled, "It's on fire." I turned around and yelled at the kids to scatter and get behind trees in case the whole thing blew up. As the kids were running around screaming, Rebecca calmly states for us to get a fire extinguisher. Stacy grabs it out of the tent trailor and then we play fight to pull the cord so we can put it out. Stacy saved the day and coated the barbecue. We then busted up laughing.
Here is the picture of Stacy with the fire extinguisher and the barbecue in the background. Of course Stacy really looks like she is dressed for camping doesn't she?
O.K. the rest of the story. We got to camp and before we were going to make dinner (Which didn't turn out well), we went on a walk down to the dock. My dad brought the dog and we left. We were walking down the ramp and he slipped and broke his arm. We had all the kids with us and it wasn't a pretty picture when he lifted his hand up. Rebecca took the dog and kids back up to camp while my mom and i stayed with my dad. We ended up calling 911 and they came. Then the ranger came down and stayed with us while we waited.
My mom on the phone with 911. By that time, Rebecca had gotten back to camp so Stacy ran down to see how things were going. It was beautiful out, but my dad was in pain.
Here is the green grate that my dad slipped on. I also slipped on it behind him, but I caught myself since I am only in the 30's and have a quick sense of balance.
Waiting for the ambulance
This was all prior to the ambulance arrival as we sat around camp looking forward to an uneventful weekend.
I would have guessed that one of the kids would have hurt themselves, but not the case.
Jacob learning how to set up the tent trailor and my dad in the background prior to slipping on the dock. Interesting to look at things in reverse, huh?
So we had just pulled in and we were getting things set up for out weekend at the Hood Canal. We had great plans and were looking forward to a stress free weekend. So sorry that my dad hurt himself later that day. He had surgery on Thursday, August, 5th, and is recovering fine now.
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