Cousin Camp

Cousin Camp Kickoff 2013

My Mom said she worried the older kids wouldn't be as excited about cousin camp.

I had concerns myself. I thought that, after attending two girls camps, my girls might be all camped out! Nope. They were all thrilled to be there. Yea!

Sofia and Anthony, rocking their craft visors...with little John there in the corner.

3-year-old John and 4-year-old Cozette were super lucky to hang out at camp (with their Mommies), since cousins have to be 5 to attend. 

The campsite was up the hill from the waterfront.

Grandpa: helping the little duckies cross the street.

....and everyone filtering down to the beach.

This was the first night of camp, and the kids were just going down for a little beach combing. 

No swimming.

(Besides, my Dad was sure it would be much too cold for them.)

Nope.

They liked that water just fine.

The little girls, collecting shells and rocks.

The big girls, putting the prettiest of their rocks in a shoe.

Jonny, having found something not so pretty.

Sofi, out-doing him.

Anthony managed to find a clear, purple agate.

Washington. It has to be one of the most beautiful places on Earth.

It was all I could do to pull Cozy away from camp at night.