Once upon a time there were two cousins who just happened to both be seven years old. This is an advantage -- being seven together. This means lots of fun will happen when the two are visiting Mimi at the same time, and a Mimi -- well, a Mimi just better be ready. 

On a hot August day in the Ozarks, there is no better place to find that together-fun than the creek.

First we braved the deep, dark jungle to find wood to build a fire.

There was some tree-climbing involved, but that was a side adventure.

(May I digress from the subject at hand to say that I got that fire going with one, single match? Give Mimi a point, please.)

Hot dogs eaten on a creek bank, mixed with a little sand and grit, are the best.

Then we gathered our creekbank tools and got serious about why we were there.

Swimming...

swimming....

Freeze dancing in the creek....

Tango-ing in the creek....

And pondering the important things in life. Like, "Looks like Mimi is resting. Wonder if she would scream if we both splashed her at the same time?"

The tools were employed in the building of a hot tub.

 Luci: "Wyatt, you do the deep and I'll do the wide."

This must have felt oh-so-good because they stayed in the hot tub for a while.

All good things must come to an end, so after a little more exploring we called it a day.

A good day. A very good day at the creek.

The end.