This last weekend was my family's annual campout. It is a gathering of my grandma's kids and my grandma's sister's kids. It now totals over 50 people. And not everyone was there. Basically we take over a portion of a state campground.
It was also Cotton's first time camping/at the beach.
He survived. At one point Taylor knocked his pen over with her rope and he ran straight to our tent. What a good little boy. :)
And I think he enjoyed the beach.
He pooped sand for like a day. And I think that marking on his side looks like a "C". "C" for Cotton.