Welcome to the Saturday after Thanksgiving! I realize we're a little tardy to the party . . . but whatever. After a day of not shopping, we decided we wanted to show Adam's visiting family what camp was all about, so we grabbed some kiddos and headed up there.
The kiddos lined up nicely for us. Although every time I just glance at this picture, I am convinced Sabo is giving me the finger.
Brenner (who is seven years old) going on the zip line. Yup, the same zip line I was too scared to go on for 7 whole weeks while I was up at camp.
The kiddos all geared up, and not afraid of death like I am. Well, I'm not actually all that afraid to DIE (hello heaven) but it's the FALLING 50 FEET before the painful landing part that scares me.
See? High. That's what that is.
And we thought that this would probably be the ideal day to get a Stanley family picture. Because, you know, we were all dressed up and looking our absolute best.
And this is how we were finally able to get all the children under control.
Fun times were had by all. Although Adam's cousin did fall out of the golf cart and bump his head, and the mean little miniature horse did escape, causing large amounts of fear and anxiety and running for our lives.
The fun time ended, unfortunately, when we had to drive home (normally an hour and half to two hour drive) and it took us nearly 5 hours. Apparently, Thanksgiving weekend is a big travel time. Who knew? Our car held 4 kiddos and Jayci, who was not planning on being tardy for the party by falling asleep (despite it being 2 hours past her bedtime). At one point, Sabo passed a little gas, and we rolled down the window to air it out; this, apparently, afforded Jayci the perfect opportunity to chuck her pacifier out the window. Meaning we spent 30 minutes searching for the missing pacifier, and finally had to stop and buy her another one in order to stop all the crying.
On the plus side, however, Jayci may have a better throwing arm and more athletic prowess than her mama.