Grandma bought Luke "Beary" which he cuddled the entire trip:
Grandma, Luke, Karen, Uncle John, and I went on a looooooong hike up to Indian Falls. It was absolutely beautiful. I worried that the terrain might be too rough for Grandma or Luke, but I was the only one to sustain an injury - slipped on loose gravel and skinned the heck out of my elbow.
I have never seen such HUGE pine cones - Luke collected dozens of them and lined them up around the porch of the cabin.
We loved this beach on the lake:
We built sandcastles:
We built a campfire every night and roasted marshmellows. Luke is definitely a pyromaniac (what little boy isn't??). 
