After work on Friday, Aaron raced home, packed up the gear, and took Hank and Max on the first of many Father/Son Camp-outs. The boys were so excited to spend some special time with Daddy, and I won't lie, I was pretty excited to have a little "me" time. As the boys arrived at the campsite, set up camp, sat around the campfire, and bundled down for bed, Aaron would text me a quick note with a picture, telling me how much fun they were having together.
At 3:30 on Saturday morning, I got the text, "Rainy. Wet. Coming home." Apparently, Aaron's tent was lacking a rain fly to keep out the pouring rain and the boys woke to find themselves sleeping in a lake--and so the camping trip was cut short. Aaron threw the gear in the van, buckled up the sleepy boys, and headed back home...where everyone slept, warm and cozy, in their own beds. Even though the first camping adventure was a bit of a bust, the gang is already planning the next family camping adventure....oh goody (note sarcasm)!
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1 comment:
oh shoot! that's a bummer about the rain! they look like they are having a ton of fun!
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