The next day Benji went fishing and the boys and I played at the cabin.
We went for a walk down to the creek in the morning.
I enjoyed the cool shade while the boys threw rocks in the water.
Jordan is really good at posing with rocks:
The boys took turns taking rides with me on the four-wheeler:
Later that day we went and got ice-cream at a local place called Shave n' Cream:
I wanted a picture of just Benji, but Jordan slid right into the picture, how cute is he?
That night my mom came so she could join us for the parade the next day.
I would like you all to know, I do not enjoy parades. I feel like they are just big advertisements in the hot hot hot sun and I kind of find them boring. My boys love gathering up the candies thrown at them and there are some fun floats and things to see, so it wasn't a waste of time, and I wasn't completely miserable.
We saw plenty marching bands.
And beauty queens.
And rodeo royalty.
And pretty horses.
And babies on the back of trucks.
And babies in trucks.
And demolition derby cars.
Benji said it was pretty much just like Mardi Gras.
We had a good time.
Except when you have sunscreen in your eyes (like Jordan did) and if dad puts you on his shoulders and you're afraid (like Jordan was).
We then went back to the cabin for a fish lunch, more 4-wheeler rides, more fishing, some relaxing and Sam proudly picked me this flower.
Then that evening we packed up and went home.