Oktoberfest

Maybe you remember that we had an end-of-summer get together at the lake last summer. This year Drew wanted an Oktoberfest-theme with bratwurst, beer and the chicken dance, though no one actually did bust a move.

There was watermelon...

and beer rocks (and a bunch of other food not pictured);

baby holding;

and a beer swilling AhPoh, who arrived on Friday for a two week visit.

There was talking...

and more talking;

some more of that watermelon;

water games for the kids (above) and washers for the women folk;

and more of that baby holding.

We had some art;

a short hike down to the lake's edge,

which included an up-close encounter with some bright red berries;


and boys determined to take down all those brown stalks of something...

and pile it next to the tree.

And though she fell down twice in a row, skinning her knees and receiving three Hello Kitty band-aids, because she missed her afternoon nap, BB was all smiles when it was time to say goodbye. That was our immensely enjoyable day in a nutshell.