Fathers and Sons Campout
It was the coldest fathers and sons campout that I remember. The temperature was only about 50 degrees in the evening and the next day. And it rained. We knew it would. But nothing was going to stop us from this activity. Tyler had been excited about this campout for at least a month, more than I remember in the past. And it was Emmett's first time going. Earlier in the week, Tyler insisted on going shopping with me to prepare. It ended up being a perfect trip, despite the weather. We had a great time. The food and snacks were good, the boomerang was a big hit (first time using it), and the camping was great.
Our kids have a great habit of saying exactly how much fun their having. It's very common for one of them to declare that "this is the best day ever" when their having a good time. Sometimes they are that emphatic about a bad time, but not very often. Well, on this trip, Nyle started saying it was the best day ever about half way through. Tyler and Nyle have both been talking about how much they loved it.
The kids got an early surprise when Chance and Caleb Bagley showed up to carpool with us. They weren't planning to come but decided to come for the evening without camping.
We got there early, by about 5pm. I made sure to have everything pretty much packed by the time the kids came home from school. Every year in the past we get there at 6:30pm or later, so we're usually rushing to set things up and eat. This time we were the second group there. I thought everyone had bailed because of the weather (in fact, we were the only ones there from our ward), but to our surprise, the usual crowd was there by about 7pm.
Since I had been thinking about the trip, starting with shopping with Tyler, I knew exactly what food we had. We had great food and snacks and built a fire. We did one hike in the evening and another one the next morning. Everyone was warm in the double-sipped sleeping bag. We read books in the tent at night after the fireside and all the playing was done. We ate cookies and chips in bed---a highlight for the kids.
Emmett did great. He bossed us around on which paths to take hiking, and he became somewhat hysterical late at night at the campfire, after plenty of sweets. He's talking well these days too. When I was carrying him during an uphill part of the hiking, I would alternate between hold my hands behind my back for him to sit on, and just letting him hang on himself. At some point he said, "Hold my bottom."
Our kids have a great habit of saying exactly how much fun their having. It's very common for one of them to declare that "this is the best day ever" when their having a good time. Sometimes they are that emphatic about a bad time, but not very often. Well, on this trip, Nyle started saying it was the best day ever about half way through. Tyler and Nyle have both been talking about how much they loved it.
The kids got an early surprise when Chance and Caleb Bagley showed up to carpool with us. They weren't planning to come but decided to come for the evening without camping.
We got there early, by about 5pm. I made sure to have everything pretty much packed by the time the kids came home from school. Every year in the past we get there at 6:30pm or later, so we're usually rushing to set things up and eat. This time we were the second group there. I thought everyone had bailed because of the weather (in fact, we were the only ones there from our ward), but to our surprise, the usual crowd was there by about 7pm.
Since I had been thinking about the trip, starting with shopping with Tyler, I knew exactly what food we had. We had great food and snacks and built a fire. We did one hike in the evening and another one the next morning. Everyone was warm in the double-sipped sleeping bag. We read books in the tent at night after the fireside and all the playing was done. We ate cookies and chips in bed---a highlight for the kids.
Emmett did great. He bossed us around on which paths to take hiking, and he became somewhat hysterical late at night at the campfire, after plenty of sweets. He's talking well these days too. When I was carrying him during an uphill part of the hiking, I would alternate between hold my hands behind my back for him to sit on, and just letting him hang on himself. At some point he said, "Hold my bottom."
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