Sorry for not posting in a while (and for my posts being a bit dry and short...)
I've been super tired since we came back from camping. I just realized that I didn't even tell you anything about that trip. It was a whole lot of fun!
The first adventure was discovering that one of the concrete picnic tables had a wasp nest under it when the bishop's son jumped on it. His scream went straight to my mommy heart! One of our ward members examined the next and the extremely angry wasps and went to his car post-haste to get something wasp-deadly. He came back with some carborator cleaner... I was rather skeptical of this tactic but it didn't take very long before there was only one lone wasp buzzing around agitatedly. The brother was quite pleased with himself. (I was mildly impressed.)
Putting up the tent was uneventful for us. Not so much for others in the ward. Jimmy Romero had apparently NEVER put up a tent before and strugged to put up his little 3 man. Ben and another brother helped him... Speaking of Jimmy.. his good luck started on the drive up. One the hoses on his van broke and his family needed rescuing. It was a little reminicent of a certain trip from Phoenix... but it wasn't 120 degrees... and I didn't have to beg for water on the side of the road.
Fireside chat was fun. Audrey was content to sit in her camp chair and stare at the fire until about bedtime. She was given a glow stick after dark so that we didn't lose her in the gloom. She was facinated with the luminescent plastic. She went to bed with it.
Ben went to bed shortly after and I stayed up a bit to continue the discussion with the left-over night owls. Hey! One of the ladies in my ward LOVES Harold and Maude.. I was beginning to think I was a little overly weird. :)
I tossed and turned a bit after I went to bed... I figure about 20 minutes after I finally fell asleep is about when Audrey decided she didn't want to be in her pack and play anymore... LOUDLY. I would normally have let her cry herself back to sleep but as there were tired ward members nearby, Ben got her right away.
At that point, she decided that it was time to talk to us. Yack yack yack yack yack.... yack... yack.... sigh.. After a bit, we settled her down and put her back in her crib with her Tad singing to her. About 5 minutes after the songs ended, she screamed some more. She ended up sleeping the rest of the night with us. I must have been really tired because Ben said that at one point Audrey had her head on him and her feet on me and I don't remember at all.
In between Audrey crying, the Isaakson's son cried too... usually right after Audrey finished... I think that was our fault.. sigh. We also had a pack of coyotes running a perimeter around the campsite and calling to each other. At 2 in the morning, a coyote yip and howl is a little eerie.
Breakfast was excellent the next morning.. packing up was a drag. The only amusement was Andy Greenwood explaining to his daughter that the tent must be completely dry before it can be packed up. When asked if the tent was dry, his daughter's responce of "I think so" sent Andy striding over there to unfold the whole thing and check it out before he let them re-pack it.. I chuckled a bit.. but I think you have to know Andy to understand why it was so funny. Apparently, at the last campout, he felt the need to tell everyone in the ward (multiple times) not to wash the cast-iron with soap.
Overall, it was a fun trip. Audrey had lots of kids to play with and lots of room to roam. It took me until about an hour before we left to feel okay with Audrey playing in the dirt... We heard lots of fun stories from the ward members and ate some fantastic food... It was good to be home, though.. not smelling like campfire.