It’s a little Father’s Day tradition for us to camp out on Father’s Day.
I’m not a big fan of camping but Paul and the kids love it (in the limited way that we camp). So, I suck it up for a night or two and out we go. Any other weekend I would probably complain but not on Father’s Day!
We set up camp on Friday night and got to work on the fire immediately. The kids were so excited to roast their own hot dogs. The last time we went camping they were four and under so we didn’t yet allow it.
They enjoyed eating those hot dogs as much as roasting them. It’s pretty much the only time they get hot dogs!
I love how they ham it up for the camera. Can you see why I call them “Yahoos”? (Incidentally, all four of us are Yahoos; our memory books are called “The Yahoo Chronicles”, and it was only fitting that our custom camping hats feature the Yahoo name as well.)
After a yummy dessert of s’mores, we got ready for bed and crawled into our sleeping bags.
The kids loved the tent and I have to say, it was pretty awesome with the four of us in there, especially at storytime. Paul read a chapter of “Jacob Two-Two and the Hooded Fang” to them (a children’s book by his favourite author Mordecai Richler) while I read my favourite author’s latest novel (In One Person, by John Irving). Life is good!
The next day was action-packed. Highlights included:
… making banana boats for the first time:
… “surprising” Daddy with a green marshmallow-filled banana boat while he chopped wood nearby completely unaware of the covert activity:
… eating said banana boats:
… going on a little nature walk, starting with the nearby dandelion-covered ski-hill that the kids visited in the winter:
… and continuing along a creek-lined path, full of pretty blossoms and tiny creatures:
We didn’t see any beavers but we saw evidence of them everywhere. We had to giggle at this tree (below) and wonder whether the beaver who attempted that tree was crazy or merely over-ambitious.
Taking a little break during our walk:
Lest you think I am so cruel as to make only my family wear the goofy hats, here is proof that I too don the hat on these trips:
Later, we played Uno:
… cheating at times, other times playing it straight:
Here’s the guy who won Uno, fair and square:
Go Fish was fun too:
… but the Cars-themed cards threw Ren off the point of the game. No matter what he held in his hand, he only wanted to collect the cards with Lightning McQueen on them, even if he had none to start with.
We had some good laughs:
… and some sweet moments:
We also had some breakthroughs! During a little game of catch with Daddy, Claire developed an awesome throw:
Ren isn’t as into perfecting his technique as Claire is. His thing while attempting to catch a ball is to maintain eye contact with the thrower. Maybe not the best strategy, Renners!
(By the way, sorry for the plethora of photos in this post. It’s hard to pick photos to post when every single photo holds a story. The Flickr set is here, in case you want to see even more.)
In all, it was a wonderful little adventure. One that I’ll be happy to repeat. In a year.
Happy Father’s Day to you, Paul! You are an amazing dad and a fantastic hubby. I’m so lucky to be married to you!