Back to the U.P. while we had many a lovely campfire, not everyone was as into building a fire as her brother. She was more the entertainment...call her a mischievous fire pixie!
She was a whirlygig of activity around the fire pit.
The hammock became a good spot to regroup and giggle while we waited for s'mores.
Interlude of marching.
Is that a face of mischief or what?
Sunday, September 30, 2012
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