Roughing it with the kids...

...at Rough Creek Lodge. After our 12th annual Fry-day Friday celebration and a quick and fun visit with family at the beginning of spring break, our next little adventure took us south into TX.  Br and I thought it was a place that we could relax a little and the kids would have a good time.  I secretly think Br only agreed to let us go because he knew they would watch and feed out kids while we were at our delicious 3-course meal (this is where I threw my diet out the window and still haven't really gotten back on track).

Upon arriving we were welcomed with a bag of goodies which included kites for the kids.  We'd barely brought the suitcases into the room when the kids were already running outside to try them out.  It was a fantastic start to our escape.  I'm not sure what I enjoyed more, Miss A's squeals or E singing "Let's go fly a kite". 

 

After running around a bit, we headed to the lake to "fish" and boat.  I say "fish" because we didn't bring extra bait on the boat so we were pretty much just casting out hooks after the first few minutes. Surprisingly we did not catch anything. 

Per A's request, we rode the pony. Despite his insistence that he didn't want to ride it, you can tell by his smile that E enjoyed it too.

 Then we just played for a little while waiting around for the hayride before dinner.   

 

 We finished the night off by making smores.  Before movies in their beds, the kids washed off the smell of hickory smoke by "swimming" in the bathtub (who said you can't go swimming when it's cold outside?).  

The next morning we had a superb breakfast.  Miss A was worrying me a little with how comfortably she was enjoying/fitting into the posh environment of the dining room where she was personally assisted in making her selections from the buffet and then carefully helped to her over-sized armchair (complete with back pillows).  We are going to have to keep an eye on that girl. 

By the time we were finished eating the blue sky had chased the gloomy clouds away and so the kids and I went out to enjoy it while daddy packed up the room.  The one thing the kids kept going back to was the teeter-totter.  At one point all rode it (talk about a leg workout).  The kids even made up a little song they would sing to the rhythm of going up and down "Teeter Totter, Teeter Totter, Lets. Have. Fun!"

 

   We may have checked out of out room, but our visit was far from over.  We went on a little hike/bike ride to a fossil hunt (Please ignore the first show of questionable parenting--- my two-year-old with a real rock hammer/mini pickaxe).

We just happened to walk past the driving range on our way back, so we stopped there and hit a few balls/played games with golf equipment/used the ball collector as a purse/collected broken tees/rode clubs like hobby horses/whatever else our little minds could come up with to keep us entertained.

We had just a few minuted to teeter totter again before our archery and tomahawk lesson. (More photographic documentation of questionable parenting.)

 

Take note of the future Katniss Everdeen (all of the attitude but without the whole being sent off to kill other kids for show stuff.)

We played around a little more before heading back to reality DFW to hang out with friends and family.