



We took the boys camping this last weekend. We (Jer and I) don't really like camping, but think it's a good experience for the kids. This trip was a lot of fun; thanks to the Elzinga's for inviting us. There were a couple great thunder/lightening storms, we slept in a cabin on an air mattress and there were toilets and running water. We had a tasty dutch oven dinner, smores around the campfire, walks in the woods, games and crafts. But my favorite part was still coming home to take a shower.
It was Sam's first time and I don't think he's a fan. He's going through a weird clingy, fit-throwing stage that I hope passes quickly. So maybe we'll have better luck next year. He got really cold in the night (even though I had him wear two pairs of winter pjs) and ended up sleeping on top of me most of the night. Then he was awakened from his nap by his brother.
Paul had a blast playing baseball with Spencer and being outside. He really liked sleeping in the cabin and even asked to go to bed. He wanted to stay camping forever, of course.
