Here are the invites. Well, the back. I forgot to take a picture of the front. Fail.
We had a campout. Thus the smores stuff. I felt that needed further clarification.
Just us cousins bein' cute.
Next we had a treasure hunt. Just a lil' old FREAKING AMAZING-RACE style treasure hunt made by yours truly. I even made up the poems. Me and Google Poems. Ok, so that's not a real thing; but it did sound like something Google would have. Did I just successfully use a semicolon?
The hunters had to answer a bunch of riddles and complete challenges to move on to the next clue. This one was a personal favorite:
The hunters were completely at my mercy as they headed to Boondocks to find their tickets under the name Lord Voldemort. They got some strange looks asking for them. That was the idea.
What is a Kong cone, you ask? Here, let me show you:
Oh yeah. This is real life.
The aforementioned photo op required the following prop (there I go again with the rhyming; you can't stop it):
We finished off the evening with a campfire. Naturally. Only I had a really hard time finding a fire pit. Naturally. So...
We used an old wheelbarrow.
I am related to the greatest people in the world.