I slept fitfully last night, waking up several times and I’m not sure why. Once was from being cold and I needed to add a layer of clothing. I such a cold baby lately! I was also so tired last night that I forgot to put in my ear plugs and didn’t use them until the birds were so loud in their early morning singing. Perhaps that’s why I didn’t sleep well. At one point when I was up, the sky was clear and it looked to be a sunny day. I hoped that it would be a nice warm sunny day. BUT, it was too early to get up yet so I crawled back in my warm bag and slept for a few more hours in blissful silence thanks to my ear plugs.

I finally awoke to my body screaming, once again, at me to move. And, bummer, it was raining….again. Not a hard rain, just a nice soft rain, but rain none the less. I was hoping it would be a passing shower. Isaac was already awake and raring to go for the day - he has so much energy in the morning and I’m sooooooo not like that. It takes me a bit to get moving. We got dressed and headed outside to our little shelter to make breakfast. As I was working on that he went and got the bear vault and claims that something moved it in the middle of the night. I don’t think anyone did - I think that he’s telling me tall tales. But no matter - if it makes the trip adventurous for him then I’ll let him think what he wants. I also didn’t hang the bag with the rest of our food in it - there weren’t any good trees for hanging. I double pack bagged it and covered with the rest of the gear so that if anything large did try to get into it there would be a racket. The only evidence of intruders was mouse turds and a little area on the stuff sack where it tried to chew through - couldn’t do it - only some snags in the material. I don’t have a clue how to hang the bags like they have set up at Sawbill Outfitters. I just took my chances on the double bagging and we were fine . . . this time . . . I don’t have delusions of that always being safe.

Breakfast was Mountain House scrambled eggs and bacon - says serving for one. Even with both of us starving we still didn’t eat the entire package. Of course we each had a fruit cup along with breakfast, but still, those packages really do have a lot of food in them. They’re really made for hungry men and/or teenagers IMHO.

After breakfast was done we kinda sat there and looked at each other - it was still raining and neither one of us wanted to go out in the canoe in the rain. He asked if we could go back into the tent so we did - must have been about 10:30 - not sure though as I said, I don’t usually keep track of the time. We read some more and worked on his story some more. We played silly games and then I got sleepy. I tried to stay awake, but I just couldn’t. I “rested” my eyes - for about 3 hours! Woke up at about 2pm. I remember once looking over at him and he was napping as well. When we were both awake, it was STILL raining - that was such a bummer because I really wanted to do some day trips with him today. As we sat there he asked, “Can we go home? I miss Daddy.” Awwww, that was so sweet, but I wasn’t going to pack up in the rain if I didn’t have to and it was so late in the day so I told him that we’d go home in the morning and he was okay with that.

We went back out to our tarp shelter and had some snacks, made an early supper and visited. I organized the packs and he made a stick dinosaur out of sticks and duct tape - duct tape is good for anything and he can make a dinosaur out of anything - he’s so inventive and creative!

Finally about 6:00 it stopped raining. We got our clothes changed and took the canoe out for a paddle on the lake. We didn’t go too far as the clouds were still looking heavy and I didn’t want to get stuck in the middle of a downpour or a thunderstorm so close to evening. As we paddled around I pumped water into the water jug - that thing works pretty slick though it does make my arms sore. The water was nice and calm and there wasn’t much of a breeze so we just kind of floated around. I let Isaac paddle us wherever he wanted and only ruddered a bit if we needed it.

There was a family of four fishing out on Sawbill and they came into OUR cove - how dare they - to fish. I’m so territorial and I felt like they were intruding on our trip and our solitude - we chose that spot specifically for that. I think they stuck around for about 15 minutes maybe a little longer. Isaac and I must have been too loud and were scaring the fish away so they finally left. We were friendly and said “hi” but just didn’t try to be very quiet. We had chosen that particular spot for the solitude and privacy.

We finally tired of paddling, pulled the boat ashore, tied it down again and headed back up to our shelter - our spot for the day. There would be not campfire tonight everything was way to soaking wet. If I’d been thinking I would have covered some of the wood with a garbage bag, but I didn’t. Oh well, he would have complained about the mosquitoes anyway. They weren’t to bad down in the campsite but holy moly they were bad up by the pot. And, as I predicted he didn’t once use that pot. He peed in other places - such a boy.

Another thing that totally shows his adolescent boyishness is his fascination with bodily functions - namely farting. It’s so funny. Okay, I’m not too much of a girl to admit that I fart just like anyone else. With my pancreas issues it creates a lot of gas and so we started calling them “stink bombs.” He thought that was great. I cannot put into words the laughing and fun he had with that! And of course he had a few of those himself, lol. Good times with my son!

Finally about 8:30 pm the sun came out. Of course. I asked Isaac if it was nice like that tomorrow does he still want to go home and he was torn. We decided to wait until morning to see. We hit the tent, played some more games, read, wrote his story and he played with the glow sticks. For as much sitting around we did that day he really did well and had a lot of fun. It was nice to have him all to myself with no interruptions - phones, TV, games, friends, computer etc. But, I knew that he was really missing his daddy.

We goofed around in the tent until it was dark, took one more potty break and went to sleep. Not much to tell for the day other than we really enjoyed spending quality time together. Like they say, it’s not quantity, it’s quality that matters. In this case I got both.