July 31 - August 2 Camping at Baker Lake

So...a three week road trip across the western United States wasn't enough excitement for one summer. Mommy thought it would be great to go on a family camping trip, too. We packed the car and headed to Baker Lake. Daddy kept saying something about "without reservations?" But it was just fine; we found a terrific spot at the lovely Baker Lake Resort. Here I am with a new hat Oma bought me.

Grandpa took me for a walk. Here I am trying to catch some mosquitos that kept buzzing around my head.

Hey look at that cool shiny thing in the sky. They named it after me!

Aunt Emily, that's an awesome hat. Can I wear it?

Thanks for reading The Hungry Caterpillar to me Uncle Patrick, but I'm confused. I thought a butterfly came out of a chrysalis and a moth came out of a cocoon. Which is it?

I learned 2 new important words this week: glamping and tentominium.

That's so cool when the caterpillar eats through all that stuff in one day. I could just read that part over and over.

Walking with Auntie Em.

Gorgeous Mt. Baker on the drive home. No these aren't chicken pox. Why does everyone keep asking me that? They're just a couple of mosquito bites.