Daven was in big boy underwear almost all day, even while we were out to lunch. Cameron played the big brother role and took him to the bathroom twice. I was worried that he would end up sitting in a puddle, but we made it back home dry.
Cameron made a Santa belly with sand in his shirt, Daven put sand up Cameron's shorts, and Morgan cat-napped in the tent. Daven practiced hitting with only a pull up on. They all went to Daven's tball game, but by the time that rolled around he was exhausted.
And thanks to Mo, I have One Direction stuck in my head. Get it out!