Last year Zach requested a birthday camping trip. And we obliged. It was half adventure and half disaster. Despite it all, this year he wanted to camp again. And I thought we could pull it off, until I decided that hiking and sleeping on the ground is just not going to work at 27 weeks pregnant in the high heat and humidity. So we came up with a middle ground, a "back yard" camp out style get together with his three best friends (and their gaggle of siblings).
~One borrowed fire pit
~Lots of firewood from the local woods and a resourceful neighbor (did you know you can't buy firewood in June? At least not around here.)
~A pile of roasting sticks (also from our romp in the woods last week) pre-sharpened and wood burned with names (real and silly)
~And a pack of glowing giggling kids, high on marshmallows, running madly in the perfect midsummer's night weather.