Camping-ish

We attempted camping at Waco Lake a couple weekends ago. After a solid 1.5 hours, we packed up and headed home. The wind was unbearable and it was making Kingsley emotional.

However, it was far too early to call it quits on the great outdoors. We decided to extend our camp out in the backyard with all the essential foods, hotdogs and s'mores. Nothing says "I love nature" like processed pig parts and modified corn starch.

I like my mallows extra crispy.

      

Lane likes his weenies extra crispy. Harper likes having the same haircut as Billy Ray Cyrus.

And, Kingsley likes to prove he's not a wind wimp by exerting what little dominance he has over Rudy.

It was a great night.

High as a Kite

There are two things that are surefire soul refreshers in my book: good food and good conversation, both of which I enjoyed this weekend.

Lane and I went to Dallas Saturday night for a joint birthday party for 3 of my friends from college. (Harper went too but stayed with Aunt Kelly.) I love the kind of night when I end up looking like an albino rat because I laugh-cried off all of my mascara. It was that kind of night, like almost-peed-my-pants-bent-over-laughing-every-3-to-5-minutes kind of night. Lane says I "come alive" when I'm around my college friends. It feels so good.

Along with talking to the funniest people on this green planet, dinner at Tillman's was stupidly delicious.

I'm still full and laughing 24 hours later.

The good life.

Year of the Bear

We are loving living in Waco right now and being so connected to our beloved BU. Winning so many sporting events is crazy exciting...for all of us.

 Can't you tell?

Needless to say, sic 'em.

Cheers!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year's!

Love, the Murphys