Our Stake's Father's and Son's campout was the night before I left for Brazil. Naturally I thought it would be a great idea to start a 2-day journey across two continents with a lousy night of sleep in a cramped tent and two excited little boys. All kidding aside, it was an absolutely delightful expedition.
Peter was so excited to go on his first campout. Before dinner we explored the woods and creeks in the early autumn evening.
This was dubbed the scary tree and it took a lot of coaxing to get brave Peter to pose for a picture with it.
Peter is an all-around ham these days. He's more interested in getting a laugh out of an audience than anything else.
Well we don't have any pictures, but I was able to play mandolin with our official unofficial stake acoustic band at the campfire side. It's always nice to pick tunes with good friends, though by that time of the night the boys were more interested in heading back to the tent.
The cost was unpleasant international travel and a few exhausted days teaching a class. The prize was priceless memories with my two beautiful and adventurous sons. I hope this was the first of many such adventures.
3 comments:
Those are wonderful memories for all of you. Nothing is more important than spending time with those boys!
Cute! Sam's been known to take his little girls on the father's and son's campout before. I think he'd like a boy someday... Glad you had fun!
What a great dad. We're so proud of you.
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