The Young and the Restless

Some dirty fun

We decided that we needed to be a camping family. So Jason risked his life to buy a tent trailer when he followed a stranger he met on Craigslist down a deserted dirt road in the middle of the night. It all ended well, but after spending too many days and too much money fixing it up (it was a little older and more run down than we had thought) and getting ready for our campout we're starting to reconsider if we're a camping family after all. But we did have a lot of fun camping with friends over Labor Day weekend,

so after I've recovered from washing all the laundry and scrubbing down the trailer we'll see if we decide to become an official camping family or not. There is so much I do love about camping. I love seeing my kids get so dirty, seriously it makes me happy. I love that I sat on my designated camp chair 90% of the weekend, getting up only to occasionally feed my kids and take pictures of them so that maybe they won't remember that all I did was sit on my hiney. Kylie spent the weekend making up dances with Makayla,

 trying to beat the boys in a marshmallow burning contest,

trying her skills at the BB gun,

making memory bracelets (the idea was on familyfun.com, it's just duck tape and they loved finding treasures to take home)

and just hanging out with her friends.

Jayden felt like a celebrity when he caught this horny toad,

 he thought he was pretty important when he helped the big boys collect firewood,

he was on cloud nine when he got to shoot a real BB gun,

 he didn't want to leave the river

 and like his mom he loved chilling by the fire (and insisted on a fire in the 96 degree weather).

Maddox was his usual cute little self

was fascinated by the fire,

put plenty of miles on his little truck

(I really think I could make an entire scrapbook of his cute little bum),

managed to cover every inch of his body with dirt

and thank goodness the trailer pulled through with the shower.

He wooed "Beba" (Ava).

 After smashing his face on the screen and calling her name didn't work

he then took her by the hand and led her into the trailer. Oh dear.

He managed to squeeze his chubby little cheeks into this helmet and loved the quads until he cried to take the helmet off (real men wear pink, by the way).

And Jason tried to hold his own with the bow and arrow, blow dart gun and target practice along with rocking those nice calves that I love.

It was so nice to get away from all the distractions and let my kids experience some good old fashioned outdoor fun. Maybe we'll just have to do it again. in a year. if we don't sell the trailer first.