Monday, August 29, 2011
Family Camping Trip (otherwise known as... I'm a Fool)
*18 mo. old boys are not prime candidates for family camping trips. The next time Parker gets to go camping he'll probably be with the scouts. Not me.
*There's nothing like a campfire in the mountains.
*Trek weight vs. camping weight. When I came home from Trek, I'd gained 5 lbs. I weighed myself again 24 hours later and I'd lost 5 lbs. I attribute this to all the GALLONS of water I consumed. When I came home from camping I'd gained 5 lbs. again. I weighed myself again 24 hours later. It was still there. Something tells me that smores and marshmallows don't go to the same place that water does.
*Sleeping with Parker up in the mountains was miserable (my guess is that my brother's family will attest to this truth). The end.
*I'm so glad that the sunburn that I'd received from Trek the week before was re-burned while camping.
*The good thing about the burn is that I'd gotten some pretty bad lines from Trek because of the pioneer clothing: 3/4 length sleeve, raccoon eyes, and a bonnet brim. This all even out significantly on the beach. Well, except the raccoon eyes.
*When faced with a six hour drive I will do anything, ANYTHING to keep those kids quiet. There is no amount of treats or movies that is too much for this situation.
*When we came home the first thing I did was get the kids in the tub. It was nearly bedtime and we needed to unpack. After pulling my squeaky clean kids out of the tub, I was suddenly hyper aware of how gross I was. Yuck.
The last time Matt and I went camping was with a nearly 18 month old Leah. It wasn't a miserable experience until we tried to sleep at nights. After that we swore we'd never take a child under the age of three camping again. This idea was cemented in our minds after this weekend.
Bottom line: Red Fish Lake is beautiful, go there... not with Parker.