We have officially survived our second family camp out. Hooray! We left as soon as Jason got home from work and this time we even brought along Josh's friend. This only worked out because 1) we have a minivan and 2) Uncle Doug got Josh a tent for his birthday so we have extra room.
It is a two-person tent. Though, a little tight for two people, I thought.
It was Ben's turn to start the fire (with Jason's help). He was by far the most successful (maybe only 2 matches?), but he also had the advantage of his mom's handy-dandy fire starter: a toilet paper roll filled with dryer lint. He quickly had a cheery fire going so we could get dinner started.
Dinner was a Pinterest meal: Hot dogs/sausages wrapped with crescent rolls on a stick cooked over the fire. The weight of the dough and the grease on the hot dogs/sausages meant the dough just started slipping off and, in more than one case, fell into the fire.
Oh well.
So just sausages it was until Jason and I discovered we could cook the rolls by themselves if we wrapped them around the sticks. Then we discovered that Josh actually likes crescent rolls. Always a happy day when we can add another food to the list!
In the meantime, Isaac was busy getting as dirty as only a toddler can. I believe these hands are covered in hot dog grease, dirt, chocolate, and mint oreos. Almost a work of modern art.
Germs? Who's afraid of germs?
Dinner ended up being successful, but for one of the boys it was too successful. Ben ate three sausages, half a chocolate bar, a few marshmallows, a bunch of blackberries and who knows how many oreos. He paid for that later. It was a rough night for Ben.
After some sleep (emphasis on some), we woke up to a chilly morning and another Pinterest inspired meal: Oranges with their tops cut off and fruit eaten then filled with cinnamon rolls, the tops replaced, and covered in aluminum foil then thrown (gently) in the fire. Since we weren't very particular about getting all the orange out, the rolls ended up tasting strongly of oranges. Or, so I was told. They were a success.
Bellies full, all of the boys over age three gathered up the fishing rods and headed over to the dock to fish. They didn't catch anything, but seemed to enjoy the activity nonetheless. When they got back, we packed up and loaded up the van so we could head down to the lake for wet fun.
I went to Walmart on Friday to find inner tubes. I was told that season was over (in July!!?!), but was able to get some noodles and a jumbo beach ball on clearance. The boys seemed to have fun regardless.

















