The boys have been wanting to go camping for quite some time but the problem is, their parents aren't much the camping type. Good thing their Gramps is! Time is not usually on our side when it comes to our schedule because of church, baseball, the studio...etc so camping far away was really out of the question. An easy solution for that problem is camp in Gramps' back yard.
First they built a fire pit.
Then they built a fire.
(I'm a worried Evan may be a little too interested in fire. He wouldn't stop throwing things into the fire, poking the fire, staring at the fire. Help me!)
They pitched a tent.
(Actually Gramps pitched a tent. Carter and Evan mostly just got in the way.)
They cooked hotdogs and beans over the open fire.
They told stories around the camp fire.
Shawn, Jonah, and I left after eating and playing a little guitar around the fire. What I don't have pictures of is what happened at 3:00am. The wind picked up, the rain started, the thunder clapped, and lightning lit up the sky. Carter woke up and said, "Gramps it's raining." Evan slept through it all had to be woken up right before they decided to make a run for the house. There's something about my dad and camping that always seems to bring the rain.
The kids thought the trip was successful. I thought it was successful because they slept all day Sunday.