We woke slightly before seven.  Well – there was also that 2 A.M. bathroom run…

I had my electric griddle and had the dry ingredients for pancakes prepped in a ziploc along with a recipe for assembling the wet ingredients.  I have no idea what went wrong but they were runny.  Very runny.  So they ended up flat and spread out.  So we had non-circles that we rolled up and dipped into syrup. 

Or sprinkled on powdered sugar.  They were crepe like, come to think of it. 

That turned out to be the one thing about big-family camping I didn’t love.  I wanted people to eat when it was hot, so we didn’t all eat together.  It was a bit of a production, although it was fun to do it in a way.  I just didn’t like not eating together.

After breakfast we headed a few miles west to Old Fort Niagara.  I am going to do a separate post about that.

I did a pretty nice job with lunch, didn’t I?

Ok.  I admit it.  We ate at the Silo in Lewiston.  It was delicious AND they went about and beyond with food safety for Stewart.  Big thumbs up.

Katriel and Johanna got ice cream with their kids’ meals. 

As John and the kids piled into the big van I wandered over to this statue. While walking I was thinking of little quips about what they were possibly pointing at in Canada. As I drew closer I got excited –

What a beautiful statue!!! Yeah. There was definitely a time when the sight of Canada meant freedom. Good job, Lewiston.

Back at camp we stared at each other for hours enjoyed one another’s company.  Some hacky-sack.  Some frisbee.  Some football.  Some Disney Emoji Blitz.  Some checkers. 

Dinner was pizza mountain pies and s’mores.  There were more games and bedtime around 9:30 P.M. again.  We were exhausted.

1 John 4:7:

Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God.