Sunday, October 07, 2007


Yesterday we drove up to Rosebud, AR, where we hung out with our friends Tod and Jan and their boys and Tod's dad, George. George moved to Rosebud from Alaska at the beginning of the year and bought a place on some gorgeous property that includes this beautiful (and very cold, in October) creek.

After helping George do some work around his house, we took the kids down for a swim. There's nothing like swimming in your clothes on a hot fall day in a cold Arkansas creek.

Jenna preferred to stick to the shore.

We brought two very tired and very dirty kids home. We gave Jenna a bath and she still has mud between her toes. Oh, well. Good times.



  • At Sun Oct 07, 06:35:00 PM, Blogger Tracy said…

    Sounds like a perfect childhood experience. I love it!

  • At Mon Oct 08, 10:49:00 AM, Blogger SJ said…

    That looks wonderful. We were on a Cub Scout camping trip this weekend. It was freakishly hot. I was miserable, but the boys had a good time. I would have jump into that cold creek too.

  • At Mon Oct 08, 10:53:00 AM, Blogger SJ said…

    I mean jumped!

    BTW, your preacher spoke at our Wednesday night service last week. When they introduced him, I thought "That is where Deana Nall goes to church." As if I really know you.


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