After the success of the practice camp out in the back yard, Arthur took Tyler and Dylan to the Father/Son Camp Out that our church has every year. Dylan ended up being almost the youngest son there. He was trumped by a baby (who actually did not fare very well, from what I have heard). The boys behaved well, slept the entire night, and still have not stopped talking about it. Now whenever we drive on the freeway, the boys love to point out the mountains to the north where Daddy took them camping!
Here are a ton of pictures!
Eating a "healthy" dinner
Firearms Training
Boulder Throwing
Dirty Face + Nappy Hair = Happy Sons
4 comments:
I'm glad they had fun! Tyler has such an attention to detail with that K'nex thing. Miss you!
They don't look so dirty or so nappy. But they sure look happy! Way to go, Arthur. I'm pretty sure Erik will be taking Taylor to the father/daughter campout whenever it rolls around.
Dylan makes the cutest faces, and of course, Tyler is the most beautiful boy that I have ever seen. Props to Arthur for taking them. Brent simply refuses - he loathes camping. They'll probably always remember camping trips with their dad. I still remember my "daddy-daughter" camp outs fondly.
Sometimes it's still funny to think of Arthur as a dad! Maybe you guys feel the same about us. We ought to get together.
I noticed the baby-countdown widget (or whatever it was called) is missing from the blog. Driving you crazy? When are you due?
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