Fathers and Sons Camp Out

 Like I said before, the boys went on a fathers and sons camp out last weekend and they haven't stopped talking about it since.  They looooved being able to spend some time with their dad (although they report he got a bit grumpy when they were trying to help set up the tent...Josh says this is  not true and the boys are just trying to get him in trouble) (I have personal experience setting up this tent and can promise that I get grumpy when setting it up so whether it is true or not I don't blame him one bit!).

 However, the tent was successfully erected, the boys cooked hot dogs over our camp stove (no fires allowed...and good thing we sent the camp stove because several other families used it too). 

They then spent the evening playing with friends and their dad in piles of rocks and on rope swings and doing whatever other secret stuff boys do when they are on female less camping adventures.

We only had one tiny little hitch.  The stake graciously decided to make breakfast for everyone on Saturday morning so we didn't send breakfast.  The young man in charge of the meal did an amazing job of putting together a hearty potato dish loaded with peppers and spices and a little bit of egg.  Unfortunately, my boys won't eat that stuff (particularly the peppers) so Josh called me as he trundled home and I ran to Walmart for some donuts so they could have a special breakfast to finish off their weekend.  It all worked out.  (I hope the young man that cooked wasn't offended, it wasn't his fault).

They all had a wonderful time and it was really good for them to be able to chill were their dad for a whole weekend.