You Can Never Know How Happy This Makes My Heart
It is the end of summer. It has become a tradition for us to have the Wammyville Campout in our backyard. And you know I love a good campout! 18 adults, 15 yahoos, and 5 dogs 19 overnighters Everyone brings their favorite pizza, I make a big salad, and we always have delicious desserts. And then the stories begin. We move the indoor furniture outside for the yahoos. And it was hot and steamy! You may wonder why I am wearing long sleeves and jeans. Well, the bugs feast on me and then I itch like crazy, and that turns into what looks like I have been shot in the legs with buckshot. Bug spray doesn't help, so this is what I have to do. The twins came for dinner. No campout for them this year. But they did get loved on by lots of big and little people. Who can tell the biggest story? This looks pretty serious. It must be almost bedtime for Boone. The Rockhold, the Bruce, the Zimmerman tents. The Heitkamps' tent was to the right of...
