Sunday, October 16, 2011

Camping: Dinner & Ice Cream

The fire proved too hot to roast weenies on the little sticks we had.  The kids didn't seem to mind 'em cold and raw.
      

         






Josie to Kevin: "You're not my dad."










Our neighbor across the street gave us this weird purple ball and some salt to make home-made ice cream.  We were all skeptical.  Kevin and I had to shake the crap out of it (with a little throwing and kicking help from SiSi and MM).  But it turned out quite good, and Bobbins had brought some Hershey syrup to top it.


     

       



      

     

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