This past weekend, we took our kids all 8 of them,
and one girlfriend out to the lake.
(Lake mead for those of you not from Vegas).
Just orchestrating all the kids and the paraphernalia that comes with them was a feat in itself. Dad and three of them went out the night before , then Nathan and his girlfriend, and myself and the four little ones came out at 7 am. Which means we had to be up, dressed and ready to embark at 6 am. Yikes!!Anyway we made it and headed out to our sandy beach location to play. Serra who has to go to the bathroom wherever we go, began the potty dance. We instructed her on the hike to find an appropriate "outhouse". After I took her to the "outhouse" through the hot sand up the rocks and over behind the little mountain, she did her thing, and insisted she did not need to go POO.
I said "ARE YOU SURE???
Yes mom, so we made the trek back,
where she took her shoes back off ( even though they are water shoes) Not 10 minutes later, she is racing back and forth down the beach holding her rear.
Obviously she did need to go POO!!
She started up the hill and rocks, when she realized the ground is about 500 degrees. AS the dance became more intense, Tyler grabbed her shoes, and said I'll go help her.** Big brother to the rescue** ( I was feeding the baby) As he came back, I suggested he take her a napkin (to wipe) HE was thrilled, and headed off up the hill and rocks and around the corner, with no shoes.
MUCH later they descend from the "outhouse" with Serra holding her underwear( thank heavens she left that on).
Tyler informed us she did not make it in time. HE helped her do her business, and clean up the best they could.
HE deserves the brother of the year award for that little service project. Just what a 16yr old wants to do on his lake trip. Is there a merit badge for that?
Anyway, besides some sunburns. We had a great time, and look forward to going again. Maybe we need to bring a POTTY!! 
