A couple weeks ago we had two great things:
(1) Aaron had the weekend off! and
(2) finally not super hot weather
This meant one thing to my little Hallie and Aaron. CaMpInG! About a month ago we had to settle with camping in our backyard. We had a blast watching a movie, eating popcorn and hangin out. Then it came time to sleeping and Peyton lasted about 30 minutes. Which meant that I lasted that long as well. So this time we actually all got to go real camping. And it was super fun. Perfect weather, great place, delicious tinfoil dinners and smores, Hallie's first time "pissin" (fishing) as she would say...what more could you ask for?
I do recall while dating Aaron and meeting his friends they would ask if I liked camping. The way they would ask it almost sounded as if it were a "she's out or she's in" question. So of course I said I loved it and smiled as they'd nod their heads like "she's a keeper." Don't get me wrong...I wasn't lieing...just maybe not telling the whole truth. I do like camping! I just hate one thing that is surrounded with camping. BuGs! Regardless of how hard I try, I can't NOT think about them and how they are crawling all over me, our food, our stuff, etc. Aaron HATES this about me. He thinks it is absolutely ridiculous. And I'll admit, it kinda is. He used to laugh at me so hard when I would say prayers that the bugs wouldn't get me. So when Aaron suggests we go camping...well I put on my happy face get excited and try not to let him see my panic of envisioning bugs crawling all over me and eating me alive. After all, We are invading ThEiR home!
Well...it turned out to be super fun. After I sprayed us all down with bug repellant and aside from a huge enormous spider I saw spinning a huge ginormous web (I actually thought it was pretty interesting and watched for awhile until I made Aaron kill it before we ate), I don't think I really thought too much about bugs at all! And we did make a compromise that we could stop at the outlets on our way home (yes Aaron, I still would want to shop being gross and smelly like a campfire! When do I not want to shop?)
Here's how I found Hallie waiting after we got done loading up the car
Peyton was just lovin being able to roam around and get dirty
This little guy joined us by our campfire. It was quite entertaining watching him catch his dinner. Hallie named him Freddy.
Diggin for worms to go "pissin".
Nothin like a little princess filling her pink tackle box full of worms.
Hallie has been such a stinker about getting out of her bed. It got to be quite ridiculous. So we changed some things around and it has been working SO great. With our new rules intact, we told her if she could stay in her bed all week long and no arguing then she could go get her fishing pole she'd been talking about forever. Well she did it and had a blast fishing!!!
She was a little hesitant to touch them at first but pretty soon she got those little fingers in and got dirty. She loved it.
Too bad they didn't catch anything. Maybe next time. It was still so fun to watch.