Look Who's a Happy Camper

 Noah had his first camping trip last weekend.  We went to a lake up on Mt Hood to escape the heat.  In this picture you can see his faux hawk blowing in the gentle mountain breeze.  Noah likes to maintain his urban hairstyle even in the wilderness.

One of the rare moments I got to sit down on the trip. There was a a lot of wilderness bouncing.

Noah was obsessed with looking at trees the entire time. He's geeking out on the foliage in this picture and was so enthralled that he rolled over for the first time.

When the crying begins I run for the water.

Below is a photo of Noah with all of his gear in the tent. He managed to sleep through the celebratory shotgun blasts on the other side of the lake. The campground host told us that she had  a bigger gun at her site and was going to retaliate by shooting it off beside the armed campers' tent the next morning.  It's good to get Noah outside of Portland so he wakes up with the fresh scent of a warm gun instead of vegan pastries.  Man up son, no soy lattes for you!

This slumber only lasted about 40 minutes before Julie had to use her crazy creek and rock him to sleep. It was enough time to take down a tall boy and eat some s'mores.