We went camping at Beak Lake with my side of the family. I had not been to Bear Lake in years. It's really high this year.
As the lake came into view as we drove Mitchell kept yelling "a bath!" as he pointed out the window. Pretty much any water is "a bath". He loves to get wet.

Our first evening was quite cool, but Mitchell was still in "a bath" as soon as possible, fully clothed.


The desire to be wet must run in the family since I think all the kids did take a little dip that night.


Mason chillin in Bill's big chair.