It wasn't fair that Jack and Adam had both got to go camping already and I've been left behind both times. So this week I decided we'd go camping. It was great family fun. We went to the same place that Adam and Jack went for Father's and Son's, which was around Virgin, Utah. The first order of business was to go down to the creek and throw rocks into it. Jack would have stayed there all day and night if we had let him. We were always having to stop him from trying to walk down the hill by himself to get to the water.
He kept trying to pick up the biggest, heaviest rock possible.
Jack spent a lot of time in his stroller, especially as we were building the fire and after he had attempted toppling down the hill one too many times. It made for a good restraint to keep him in one place. Luckily, he really loves being in his Buzz stroller so he didn't even know that we were trying to strap him down.
View of our camp site from the river.
That night we gathered around the campfire, listened to Adam play guitar, and roasted marshmallows.
This face just sums up the whole camping experience. Filthy dirty, but sooo happy!
The next morning we drank OJ, ate our tin foil breakfasts, and roasted more "breakfast" marshmallows cause we're grown-ups and get to do what we want.
And... here are a few of the scenery pics we took of our camp site.
It was a great camping spot. It was really fun to get out and camp together as a family. Camping is pretty much all Jack's been talking about since we got back. He's a naturey kind of guy. Now we just need to get him caught up on sleep. He's pretty pretty sleep deprived the last couple of days. All in the name of good family fun, right?