1. If you don't already know this, I will now inform you that I would never subject you or me to 200 things about me. I probably wouldn't even tell you two. Mainly because that would be terribly boring (I'm getting sleepy just thinking about it).
Actually, in honor of the fact that I can think of 200 things I would rather do than go camping, I am going to post about our most recent family camping trip to Mt. Charleston.
We roasted hot dogs (except our resident hot dog hater, Sage, who made a grilled cheese) followed by the traditional s'mores
I was giving Savannah a hard time because she was scowling in every picture I took, so she finally gave me a "smile"
The camp hosts did not agree that air powered bb guns are not considered fire-arms and put an end to the target practice
Truth be told, I actually left for home around 10:00 that morning. I was invited to celebrate Natalie's birthday with a massage/pedicure and dinner that night and felt obligated to go. (Hmmm...more camping or a pedicure? Pedicure!)
It was fun to have Jessica with us, and everyone admitted that the fun even increased when MRK, Bentley and Tanner arrived
This is actually a posed picture. Haven asked Eric to take a picture of her as if she had to use the bathroom. I think she pulled if off.
By all accounts, everyone had a good time. I even had more fun than I expected. My kids are lucky to have at least one parent willing to sleep on the ground surrounded by dirt and bugs.