All of the grand kids that were there so far piled on top of Grandpa Cannon.
Lake Powell day 3
The next night was HOT. At probably midnight or 1am I was whining at Kollin to move our stuff outside of the tent since we were not getting any airflow inside. He was too tired to comply. sheesh We took the rain tarp off of the tent the following day and didn't have that problem again. whew! Soaking up some love from Grandma Cannon. Having a ball with Aunt Bippy!