Miles was so excited to go camping with me this last Friday. It was the annual Father and Sons Campout, held at the Church-owned ranch near Kissimmee. The whole drive down he kept saying "date!", referring to how excited he was to be out with Dad. I've been taking Abbie and Anna on "Daddy-Daughter Dates" for a few months, and Miles is about old enough to start going out too. I'll have to think of a different term for it tho, because "date" sounds a little weird for me and Miles....
Last year's campout was Miles's first exposure to more of Mother Nature, specifically, playing with Sticks. He likes to just run around and poke things, including people. It must be some innate joy for boys, because I remember being the same way when I was a kid. What's better than poking a fire with a sharpened stick?
The weather was really humid and started off warm, and I woke several times throughout the night because I chose to set up the tent over a bed of roots or something. It was not a pleasant night. The girls have been bugging me to go camping, too, so we'll have to do that sometime soon before it gets any warmer.
You can view more photos from the campout here.
8 comments:
I'm so glad that you took him. And the pictures are really totally fabulous. The light is just awesome.
That's cute, although you definitely need a new name for that "activity"
How fun! I tried to get Kyle to take the boys on our wards father son campout, but it was FREEZING. Maybe next year.
Great pictures.
Sounds like you had a fun time. I hope there were lots of smores. I dig the geek look with that hat and glasses :) Did you get new glasses?
Dude, it's called a mandate. Or Man-Date if you will. Whenever Heidi leaves Zach and I to hang out by ourselves she's wishes us a happy mandate.
Looks like it was a good mandate.
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I think man-date is a little suspect, as it still contains the word "date," I would prefer "outing" -- not as catchy, but also eliminates any sort of ambiguity. If that alternative doesn't suit you, I had neighbors when I was a kid whose mother used to take them on "adventures." I always thought that was pretty cool.
And for the record, I'm in total agreement, there is nothing better than poking a fire with a sharpened stick.
(By the way I hope to be enjoying my own father-son outings soon, say maybe July.)
oh the manly outing! Looked like you guys had a great time!
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