When I think of the lazy days of summer I think of laying at the beach or by the pool, but not to long ago, when it was just my older kids we camped-alot. We had a little white camper that looked a lot like this one. We had some really great family memories in that little camper, and camped every chance we got. Sadly when I moved I didn't have space for her, so my Uncle took her to his farm for farm hands who needed a place to stay. I am really thankful for the memories I share with my children, of the summers we shared as a family. Fishing, camping and playing in the great Pacific North West. The pictures and memories we have of this time are priceless, and the kids often talk about the time my son Carter fell into a pond on a trout farm. Carter leaned over the side of the pond to see it just packed FULL of fish, it was feeding time so he wanted to get a closer look, the next thing we see is his little blond head bobbing in the pond! His dad scooped him out with super speed, but the stink on him lasted for days!!! He was so scared that little guy. I think I will send this to my boy, with a pair of swim trunks, and flip flops I picked up for him. Love you Bubba! Hope you are having a wonderful summer!!