Okay, it was back in March or April, whatever, it's way to hot and humid to camp now! Our termite guy said it best, "You know when you wake up at 7 in the morning and it's already 80 with 1000% humidity, you start thinking about snow and how it might not be so bad." AMEN!
Anyway, father and sons ... Tin foil dinners, ahh the memories ... ghost, rather rubber chicken (ask Sam), stories in the dark ... alligators - what it's Louisiana! - ... yep they had it all, and all while most of you were hoping the snow would stop (hey I am not really gloating, it's jealousy, I promise)
Things you are really glad to know when everyone is safe and sound...
Zack, "We stayed up so late!" I reply nonchalantly, "Really, how cool." About and hour goes by and he just can't let it rest, "Mom did you know Dad let us stay up really late? He didn't even bug us to come back into the tent." Little red flags start popping up all over in my head, "Really!" Excitedly, "Yeah! me and Jake and Mark, 8 years old, were running around like crazy by the huge fire, we were chasing a wild racoon, it was great. We stayed up so late." Calm cool and as collected as could be, "Where was Dad?" Matter of fact, "oh he was sleeping in the tent, he told us we could go back out after the thunderstorm, he fell asleep so we just went." Last time I checked they were 4 and barely 7, but apparently they are big for their britches! A ton of fun was had, and yes that's an alligator, thank goodness Sam was awake for that adventure :o) Zack got clotheslined by a tent tie down, you can imagine the looks we got until that was healed over. We had a busy week too with a b-day party, homeschool group activites and such, like I said we got a lot of looks and Zack told the story many times.
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Oh my! If it's any consolation, Zack's throat does look a lot worse in the picture than it did in real life. Still... yikes, father/sons campouts are just all around SCARY! ;-)
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