Monday, June 19, 2017


A group of our friends goes camping in Oliver every year, and we always miss it because we're always living somewhere else. We went the year Eleanor was a baby, and that's the last time we've lived in BC in June.


The drive is so long. This car is packed to the teats!

Pit stop hand dryers are SO HILARIOUS.

Checking in to your campsite: also hilarious.

I can't believe I didn't get a picture of Tent City. Seven families! ELEVEN CHILDREN.

Eleanor is the oldest, and we're the only family with nobody under 3, so we can just be like, Go over there and color while we set up the tent.

(This beebee is the youngest. The girls could never go to bed or come eat breakfast or anything without first going to 'check on the baby.')

Why did I even cuff your pants.

It was Geneva's first time in a sleeping bag and man she is bad at it. You aren't even on the pillow, Scrappy-Doo.

That first morning came so early.

But the weather was reasonable good, warm enough for the kids to put on suits and clamber over Party Island.

We brought this dragon (later named Tippy, for his tippy qualities) but he turned out to be a terrible water toy.

RIOTOUS land toy, though.

I went to the thrift store and blew some six dollars on new books, and when the all the children got to be too much, Geneva would just wander into the tent for some quiet time.

Hey, get back in there, this is your actual Quiet Time.

The nice thing about universally young children is that they all go down for some sort of rest in the afternoon



so the ladies went out for lunch

and for a little winery-touring.

The second day was SUNNY and WARM and SANDY and best in every way. Rinse-y rinse!

Chompy chomp!

Diggy dig!

Fishy fish!

We made banana boats for the first time. What have I been doing until now. 

And s'mores, obviously. So dainty!

So many kids, but so many adults! Always someone willing to read to the kids!


So willing!

Ughhhhhhhh camping is The Best.


blackbird said...

I abhor camping but you do it so well.

Amy said...

If, when your kids are teenagers and they EVER try to give you grief (e.g. you haven't done enough for them, etc.), I will personally come to your house and force them to read the archives of this blog in its entirety.

This is another argument for keeping this blog going even after number 3 arrives.

kate.o.d said...

Each Peach Pear Plum is one of my favourite books ever! Loads of great characters, an adventure and then PIE. (spoiler alert, sorry)

Jan said...

So delighted to see Each Peach Pear Plum living a healthy life. It's some years since I started running my lovely bookshop down (not too successfully, I must say), but I still recommend the Ahlberg books whenever I can.
PLEASE keep your blog going, even if it gets difficult with three. perhaps Eleanor could take over!