We planned another great weekend with our friends, the Paytons, at our favorite place on Earth- Jellystone Park.
Of course, our little accident[prone 4 year old had to make it exciting when she fell in the campfire early Saturday morning. Mama was trying to sunblock her a good 5 feet away from the campfire ring when Georgie jumped and stumbled backward. The good news was that the campfire was very small (we were just heating water for coffee). So there weren't many coals and Georgie's bathing suit actually repelled any fire (the suit wasn't even singed a little). The bad news was that Georgie burned her legs and arms on the metal ring around the fire. I think you could hear her screaming through the whole campground.
It was a long 30 minute drive to the emergency room. Poor Georgie was feeling pretty low until the nice doctor came in, cleaned her up and applied the balm of the gods- silvadene burn cream. The little stuffed Boo-Boo from the camp store helped her spirits too.
Back at the campground, Georgie was instantly famous (and very recognizable in her heavy bandages). She proved she was feeling good by dancing like a crazy person at the Saturday night dance.
The next morning, Yogi came by to say goodbye Sunday morning.
If you look close you can see a tiny little sliver of Georgie's bottom- a perpetual presence in our life. I promise her clothes fit, she just prefers to wear her pants that low.
We went for a hike, but Bea didn't last long.
After her nap, a smoothie sure sure tasted good.
The only thing better than a smoothie was hanging out with Gracie.
Another great weekend in the books!
Georgie, June, Henry, Grace, Bea, and Audrey.
