Happy Memorial Day!

Our last six Wks, in six installments, in six Min. or less

Here are some awesome pix from our first family camping trip! If you want the long version, write to my mom!

Here is Nani's Bingg Car loaded up! Thank goodness it's just us 3, no one else would fit!

Mom surprised us, saying we were going to visit short fuzzy animals, I thought they were going to be dachshunds, but Quicksilver Ranch was filled with miniature horses! This was my favorite one named "Grumpy!"

We pulled out to head toward our next adventure when my mom screeched to a halt, turned around and drove back in yelling "Baaaaaaaaabies!" The littlest guy was kicking the owner, which must have hurt less than a mosquito bite.

Then we were on to Solvang...

a quaint little town where even the flowers are friendly! The snapdragons welcomed us!

My goal was to taste those "Pancake puffs" - As seen on Too much Nickelodeon TV! It's much easier to say than Aebleskiver anyway.

We checked out the Hans Christian Andersen museum, in the attic of a teeny little bookstore, dedicated to his writing and decorative paper cutting. My favorite adaptation they had was the Cowboy and the Chickpea (instead of Princess and the Pea!)
But the best part of going to that book store was I found my book for my bird reports... Vultures! More to come at the end.

We drove on to the Sage Hill Campgrounds in Los Padres Nat'l Forest for a weekend! All week my mom was tossing in her sleep, mumbling "Don't...touch...fish!" so all I could think about was pulling out my fishing pole called the Ugly Stick! Thanks Bapu! Lauren used Mom's from when she was little. Mom's weird though, she likes fishing, she just doesn't like fish. She'll eat them, she just doesn't want to see or touch them! Weird.

When fishing with the poles didn't work, we tried a different approach! I don't think there were any fish in that river!

Being a typical girl, as soon as we got all wet, Lauren had to go potty! This shows her "Before" stage in her transformation from "I caaaan't pee in the riveeeeeeeer!" to telling Mom if it was "Bushes or bathroom" time.

So in a nutshell we ate S'mores, slept in a tent, caught a frog that peed on my leg and bounced off Sissy's shoulder, sang "Mosquito Bite Blues", flew kites and I told 15 jokes off the top of my head at the campfire!

Oh, and here is the result of my vulture bird report! My Turkey Vulture Diorama!!! I did all the painting, gluing, and sculpting. Mom's contribution was a carcass in the back and an Extreme Bird Makeover where she took the American Eagle and turned him into a vulture!

Note: My vulture is flying!