Wally had a camping extravaganza for his 30th birthday in Brown County. There were several campsites, tents, a fire, Wally's homemade tow-behind smoker, and enough food and beer to last close to a month. I'm not a super "campy" kind of person, so being 20+ weeks pregnant and camping sounded awful to me. I half considered it when the weather was nice, but once I saw storms on the forecast for the evening I peaced out.
Ken took these pics of the campsite with some crazy app on his iPhone.


While it stormed, Parker and I spent the evening in a nice comfy bed. (Don't judge my chubby baby, it was apparently not a good angle for him)