Among the items in the tagline for the blog are “fun”, “family” and “foolishness.”

Check, check and check on this photo of my nephew, Bryar, and a giant s’more from several years ago.

Let’s run down that list starting with “fun.”

Fun is camping and we still kick it old school as we roll out the tents, cook over a fire and live out of coolers and picnic baskets. And, of course, those picnic baskets house the parts for the traditional campfire treat, the s’more.

Family is pretty much the crew that I run with almost exclusively and not only includes our bunch but also extended family as displayed below.  My folks often stop out and my siblings either join up for the trip or visit which means a whole batch of cousins in the youngest generation.

Foolishness comes with the territory when you can potentially have up to eight kids from ages six to sixteen around the campsite. And this giant s’more is right on target, although if I recall correctly those super-sized marshmallows were actually the brainchild of one of the “big kids.” My wife, Julie/Aunt Julie, is more than adept at enhancing the menu and initiating some silliness. She’s also prone to extending our family for these outings as our current record is taking six kids along for an overnight. Hey, we gotta bring two tents anyway, so why not fill ‘em up. Honestly, I used to view such an idea as daring, perhaps even bordering on that foolishness concept, but Julie’s got it all under control and it gets easier as the kids (and s’mores) get bigger.

Talk to you later. Troy