Church Camping Trip

We shouldn't have gone, being sick and all.

But we went anyway, and coughed through it, but had a B.L.A.S.T.  What an awesome weekend.

Too much fun in the tent (can you find Z?).

Bike parade.

Face painting.

The "Olympic Village" where you could decorate your bike and get your face painted.

S competing in sack race.

Breakfast: Instant oatmeal.

Fishing using left over hotdogs as bait (thanks Bauckmans).

Poor Z with his eyes sealed shut in the morning.  We called him 'goopy eye boy.' 

The potluck was amazing.  I don't know if you can call this really camping because most sites had power.  Most folks brought a dish prepared in a slow cooker and just plugged it in.

Note to self:  Don't try to fit a family of 5 into a 4-man tent.  
Even if one person is a baby.  It just doesn't work.  

The kids anxiously wait as Mr. Bauckman lights the campfire.

S'mores.

We plan to do this again next year, but we'll be sure to be healthy next time.

And we'll get a bigger tent.

For sure.