Bear Deterrent

The last day of the long weekend was spent pulling stumps out of our yard. I know that it's stuff that needs to be done but still.... YUCK. I was grumpy. I wanted to do something "fun". I thought all was lost. I took Ellie to soccer. She was the ONLY kid who showed up so the coaches cancelled it sooo there we all were sitting in the truck... packed up... nothing to do. Dusty all of a sudden pulled outa the parking lot like he was on a mission. Mission PICNIC. He pulled over to the store and bought hotdogs and buns and chips. 10 minutes later we arrived at the BEST picnic spot ever. There was a tiny stream that the girls played in. Big grassy area to run and cook and sit. It was awesome.

Ellie kept running around yelling, "HONK. HOOOOOOOOOONK." Clearly trying to keep the bears away. (Dusty has instilled fear into this child that bears are mean.... I've tried to reverse this new belief but it's impossible.... mind you I was oddly comforted at the loud and spontaneous honking as well).

Filling up the ketchup bottle to put out the fire.

Heading back up the hill. Had to stop for a little pose.

Putting out the fire. The look on the kids faces was PRICELESS.

This was the look on Lucy's face. This kid kills me.