Our summers are usually filled with the annual trek to the mountains to get wood for the winter. The last time we combined wood gathering and camping Conner was just 1 years old so we thought perhaps this would be a good time to take the boys camping. We planned it in conjunction with our ward's annual campout and Brad, bless his ever loving heart, let us camp by a real toilet facility (well as real as one gets when out in the mountains - a hole in the ground with a little roof over it) but this 8 months pregnant lady was relieved to not have to find her own outdoor toilet, especially at night! I wasn't so sure how Lane would do sleeping at night in the tent but he really got into the whole camping thing and sleeping in a sleeping bag - the first night. The next night I crawled out of bed at 5 and went and sat outside in a camp chair as our bed had not only Brad and me but three little boys as well. We were all pretty dang warm that's for sure!
Exploring the camp
Dinner time: is there anything better than hotdogs over
an open fire? Only if they're followed by marshmallows!
Cutting wood the next day. All three boys worked so hard
as mom couldn't really haul any of the rounds or load, or stack.
Conner wearing his light ring he got at the ward campout the night before. They had so much fun playing with friends and staying up until it was dark enough that all we saw were these little lights running all around. I forget how much I enjoy camping and am glad that we have the chance to take the boys and teach them to love it as well.
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