Camping Boy

For Father's Day we headed to the Frio with my parents. Wyatt had the best time. He loved: the outside, the creek, the Frio, the random dog, cats, and deer, the rocks!, and his new faux crocs. He was a camping boy all the way. Climbing on rock hills, throwing rocks into the river, and "swimming" fearlessly. We had a great time just watching our emerging Tom Sawyer. We may have to make this an annual tradition. Not too many pics since I am the house photographer and I was swimming most of the time. Momar and Wyatt with his new favorite shoes on. He loves these shoes.

Swimming against the current.

Hanging out.

Tree men.

Living it up with Pops.

River boy with Daddy.