Since last weeks backyard camping was a fiasco we set a tent up inside the girls room and they slept in it all week. They loved it and I loved sleeping in my bed, win-win for all involved.
Mav's little blond head must resemble some tasty looking hay.
We live on the bumpiest road in the history of roads and they paved the worst part this week.
Apparently Mav was really hot.
Either that or when you let your kid run around in only a diaper he figures swimming is an option at all times.
Chris is getting pretty excited to sling some arrows at speed goats, one more week to go.
Friday morning Mav and I (and Chris who was the poor guy who had to drive us) woke up at 3:30 and headed to Bozeman.
And off for an adventure to Nini's house!!!
He wasn't a fan of the first flight but slept the second one and received lots of compliments from all the other passengers.
Back at home the girls got to spend the day with Ma. She took them to the library Olympics where they excelled in ribbon gymnastics.
She even took them to lunch after.
Saturday Mav had his first experience with sea life and didn't quite now what to think.
But the BBQ at Nini's later that night was right up his alley.
He let McKenzie chase him around all night and she seemed happy to oblige.
The three youngest Bekker babies.
And we can't forget Auntie Vivian and Tullie.
And everybody else too.
I really do love living where we do but moments like these make me wish we lived closer to family.
The next morning we took it easy and let Mav spend quality time with Nini playing in the sink.
Later we went for a walk down on the warf.
Mav didn't really care for anything that had to do with experiencing the ocean but just wanted to point out all the dogs he could find.
I had to include the next two pictures. Every time I had Auntie Vivian take pictures they ended up like this.
Blurry and extra body parts :)
The best part of the whole weekend was watching Mav and Scott. Mav loves his grandpa and wasn't shy on giving him the best hugs.
Meanwhile back in MT the girls were off on an adventure at the park.
They caught a few fish.
And had a blast racing around the path on their bikes.
It wore Pais right out.
Monday Mav and I started our trek back home. We had a long layover in SLC so Ma came and met us at the airport where she had the fun filled job of riding up and down the escalator for over an hour.
And lucky for us the last flight of our journey was pretty empty and Mav got to sit in his own seat.
And the best part of the whole weekend was coming home to this.
I love those crazy girls.