The AWANA Campout was last weekend. To say I'd been worried about how that would turn out would be an understatement. I had visions of not sleeping at all because of an unruly baby boy. But, much to my surprise, it went great and I'm looking forward to doing it again although hopefully on a slightly warmer night! We had to make two stops along the way... to Randalls for ice, jiffy pop (which we didn't use) and marshmallows. Then, I realized I didn't have any foil for the hobo packets for dinner plus it was our usual dinner time by then and Lincoln was getting cranky. We made it to the campsite before dark, though, and got set up. Next was getting dinner fixed. It was one of those times where I was thankful Lincoln isn't walking. Ken kept putting him in one of the lawn chairs (the short one) to keep him away from the fire. He'd stand up and knock the whole thing over on the ground. I learned quickly that meeting Chrissy & Jeff when they went camping was probably a bad influence. Jeff went all out with what he cooked and it seemed like a good idea to me. I made green beans with onion and bacon, biscuits (that got burnt on the bottom) and hobo packets with ground beef and potatoes that didn't get cooked all the way. After dinner we headed down to the big campfire for Smores and warmth from the fire. Next was bed time which like I said went much better than I expected. Lincoln flopped around several times, put his feet in our face and started snoring. Let's just say Coralee wouldn't have done that at his age. Bed time away from home was always such a challenge! Everyone else slept well but I kept waking up and hoping it was morning. I'm already getting up once or twice in the night to go potty and the bathroom was way too far away for that. Somehow I slept through the most exciting thing of the night.... a domestic disturbance. Our friends were camped next to us with their girls and the Mom woke up hearing people yelling. She was disoriented and thought that it was coming from our direction. The yelling got louder and things got physical. She was ready to come kill Ken but when she got up, realized it wasn't coming from our direction. So, Ken was safe. :-) Later on that night, I did hear the same guy throwing up except I thought it was our friend's husband. One of their daughters had complained of a tummy ache and I was a little concerned that he had whatever she had. I plugged my ears so I couldn't hear it but it seemed to last for a long time. The last thing I needed was to have any sympathy puking which is always my fear. Close to six, I woke up because I heard someone say, "Keep it down, people are trying to sleep!" Umm, yeah, like your neighbor who is now awake! By then my bladder was beyond ready for the trek to the potty! Coralee woke up because she was cold (Ken looked at the temp in the van and it was 36!?!) and Lincoln woke up shortly after that. After the bathroom trip, I fed the kids some snacks and milk that was too cold for Lincoln (he kept spitting it out) and then got them dressed. Let's just say wrangling a one year old on the floor of a tent is not easy work. We headed down to the big campfire for fat free donuts and sausage and some more time with friends. We had decided to go to Longhorn Caverns with the kids afterwards but unfortunately forgot the camera so no pics of that. Coralee enjoyed the cave but said she wanted a shorter cave next time. Lincoln was excited at first but fell asleep at the last little bit.... just enough so I had to carry him up the 50+ steps back up to the top instead of passing him to Ken. We finished our day off with lunch at Storm's and headed home for baths. Boy did we need them!
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