Sand Hill

It was a beautiful day and the kids had been begging me to take them to Dash Point State Park so they could go to the "Sand Hill". I finally caved. We picked up two friends and headed out.

Dash Point is only about 5 minutes away from our house and oh so beautiful!

The boys ready to explore.

Gunnar, Mikey (Coby's bff), Coby, Chance, and Zach (Chance's bff)

I was going to stay back at the picnic tables while they walked around. I gave the camera to Chance and told him to take a few pictures. Little did I know he would take a ton. Like mother like son.

With 5 boys I was sure that we would have a few accidents. I wasn't wrong. Zach came running back from the Hill with blood all over him. Apparently he was digging and cut his finger pretty bad on something in the sand. At first I thought we were going to have to go to the hospital for stitches. After I cleaned it out, while Zach was crying and screaming, I was able to see that it wasn't deep enough for stitches...thank goodness. I had a first aid kit in my car. I used a sterile wipe and then wrapped it in gauze and tape and sent him on his way.

Soon after that, Chance proceeded to jump from the top of the sand hill. He twisted his ankle...of course. He was in pain for a while but it didn't swell or anything.

Boys will be boys.

It was so warm and beautiful and despite their injuries all of them had a really good time.