We love camping, even in the backyard.
Setting up the "campsite". Lauren and Beau were laughing in this bear hug, promise.
My kids are scheduled. If suppers not happening or fixin' to happen by the time 7o'clock rolls around, prepare for a come-apart. Mike and I thought we were so cool to let them cook a hot dog and smarshsmellow over the fire...that is until we read the fine print on the fire starter log package. "Don't cook food over this flame." Boo fake wood. Living in the woods spoiled us.
So I cooked the cook-out upstairs and we had a picnic in the basement. Still fun.
Beau sang a song.
Daddy played guitar.
We ate smores.
Made scary monster faces.
and tucked the boys in for the night. Well, until 2:30am anyway, Daddy got cold! Beau had a great time and said he wants to go camping again, score!








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