After a week of drama at the park (a water main that is located 7 feet under someone’s trailer broke and one of our units burned down), Kevin got to enjoy a relaxing, stress-free Father’s Day at camp with the fam.
Kevin and I brought the 4 boys and 2 dogs down while Amy worked a professional photo shoot. (Did I mention I love my minivan!)

Okay, so I didn’t get that many pictures of Kevin, but just picture him in each of the shots with a frosty beverage in his hand.
When Saturday drew to a close, the St.Pierre/Sidell Family and Grandma called it a night, leaving the Sidell/Peterson clan with a blank look on our faces and not knowing what to do with such quiet alone time. We took advantage of the lack of technology and called it an early night. And got to wake up to a beautiful and “quiet” morning (and by “quiet” I mean everyone else on the lack was quiet and we continued to have two barking dogs and ridiculously loud children).

Aw, if every weekend could be so perfect…