
One day we hung out along the beaches and skipped rocks across the water. The boys, especially Carter really loved doing that. That boy loves to throw (anything)! He was in heaven with all those rocks. As the day warmed up, Jerry eventually took them swimming. Carter's little lips were literally blue and quivering he was so cold so that didn't last long. NaNa and I dried him off and took him to the camper to warm back up while Jerry and Colton continued to swim a little longer.

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So, the little friend Colton made....he was four years old as well and his name was Coltin except spelled with an "i". He was there camping with his grandparents. Well, one night our Colton was misbehaving and Jerry called out, "Colton Romero" and the grandma was like..."what did you say?" Come to find out, Coltin's last name was Romero too! What are the odds? We should have played the lotto that night. So Colton and Coltin were new best friends and spent alot of time playing together during our camping trip. I'm kicking myself now for not getting a picture of them two.
Here's a few more pictures I took during our trip.


This is what you call a "mexican" jack. Nothing like a Shipley's mug to hold up the scooter to fix a flat.
Carter's helping too.









 






























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