Fathers and Sons

This weekend was the highly anticipated Fathers and Sons camp out for our stake. Friday afternoon, when it became apparent that severe thunderstorms were heading out way, the camp out was cancelled. This left two boys and a whole lot of camping gear waiting for some excitement. That night Greg was also helping to move a family in the ward...a "quick move" that ended up lasting four hours...into the late evening.

You know you've got a good dad when at 9:30 p.m. Friday evening, the furniture gets cleared out and the tent goes up in the living room. You know you have an even better dad when you hear stories in the morning of boys up at all hours...scared of the thunder, spending part of the night trying out their own bed upstairs again, running out of flashlight batteries, wetting through their diaper onto the sleeping bag, etc. We had underestimated how "real" the camping experience could be...even in our front room! Thank goodness the memories have already grown fonder after three hour naps for all on Saturday afternoon.

I'm so grateful for a husband that (among so many other things) is willing to make memories for our children...at all costs! =)

Love you Greg! Happy Father's Day!