The Man went camping with us this weekend. Jacob and Kim went off to Brunswick to visit friends so we kept Evan from Friday through Sunday afternoon. Saturday, Billy and I packed up the camper and we took Evan down to the new campground at the river. We cooked out and had a campfire then played with Evan in the camper until he finally conked out. Evan's favorite place was on the bed that is made from the dining room table. We put a quilt on it and he had fun walking around on it and looking out the window. He and granddaddy had fun making faces at each other through the window. The mosquitos were pretty bad so we were very careful with Evan when we were outside. We didn't want him to get eaten up by mosquitos. We did great until we went to sleep. Some of the little buggers had sneaked into the camper so of course they choose to munch on Evan during the night. He woke up with several bites on his face and arms.
This weekend Evan got really brave about his walking. He just started taking off across the room even when no one was waiting with outstretched arms. Saturday, Billy left the den to go to the bathroom and Evan went after him. He walked all the way from the couch to the kitchen. I grabbed him just before he got to the step up to the kitchen. Sunday afternoon when Jacob and Kim came to get him he started doing the same thing. Unfortunately, he got excited because they were back and managed to fall flat on his face and cut his mouth with his teeth. He cried for a minute but didn't slow down for long. He was off again after a few minutes. I guess babies just don't feel pain like us old folks.
