Camping

We lived! Actually, not only did we live, but had a great little weekend. It was the last warm weekend on the horizon here in the freezing tundra so we opted to take advantage of it. We decided spur of the moment, as in Friday during the day to head out. We took little provisions, making it at easy as possible, and only ventured about 30 minutes away. We went to a great little park and had a scenic little campsite with a pond 100 yards away. Maya was in heaven. She sat herself down in the dirt as soon as we let her out of the car and went to town throwing rocks and other debris into the bushes. She thought she would be able to throw rocks into the pond from where she stood: we had Evan hold her to make her feel like she could "make the distance" better. :) We roasted hot dogs, Maya ate 2 whole ones....you know she has this thing for hot dogs only when camping and at ball games. We made smores and sang campfire songs, and I was trying to remember all the fun songs we sang at the Rawlinson campouts. It was a beautiful night. And Maya slept great. And I was even comfortable! A happy little weekend.