Gone Camping--Labor Day Weekend

This weekend the 3 of us headed up north to my hometown, Tomahawk, WI to camp at my Dad's on the Tomahawk River. It was the first time Fischer's been camping overnight. He loved watching the fire while Joe snuggled him in his "Big Shirt".

Fischer's Uncle Nate got us a new tent this past Christmas, and this was our first time using it. Quite an upgrade from the dinky one we've been using the past 4 years! We had enough room for our queen-sized air mattress, all of our gear, and room to spare! This was important, as we brought along Fischer's travel swing and to change his diaper at night, I used one of our lawn chairs. All of that fit in the tent--AND we could stand up straight inside of it! Thanks, Nate!


Fischer enjoyed himself immensely--he especially spent a lot of time on Dad's lap making faces and blowing "raspberries".

The next morning, we caught up with Grandpa Ken at his house. Both Grandpa and Fischer were all smiles!

After our visit with Grandpa, we loaded back up into the car and headed east to Townsend and Wabeno where we stayed with Kristy's in-laws the Enz family at their cottage, the "Pink Castle". The last time I spent time at the Pink Castle was Memorial Day weekend...one week before Fischer was born. So this was his first trip there "on the outside." Near Wabeno there's a place in the Checquamegon-Nicolet National Forest where Joe and his brothers and friends have been camping for years. Joe spent a few hours there catching and releasing trout and chubs, reporting that camp looked good, despite the water being very low.Next door to the Pink Castle live Frank and Olga (Kristy's hubby Tom's honorary grandparents who speak German). They enjoy visits from Kristy, Tom and Flora when they're up north, and this time, we brought Fischer, too. Flora played with a balloon once she warmed up to Frank and Olga again, and also busied herself playing with Fischer's carseat.

Their dog, Buddy, was very excited to have some company.

Fischer was very well-behaved, despite the heat. He enjoyed hanging out on Dad's lap. It wasn't long before he was very content in just his diaper--it was in the high 80's. We almost got Flora to kiss the baby. She did talk sweetly to him and he blew raspberries at her and flailed his arms and legs :)
We had a very nice holiday weekend. Our only not-fun part would've been Fischer's stuffy nose last night. He got upset because he was so congested--and the nose aspirator (aka snot-sucker or booger-bulb) didn't make him any less upset. We got through it, though. Tonight we're winding down with a bath and some good books. Fischer is 3 months old tomorrow!