Travis's work does an annual retreat/training where the families are invited. They rented a place near Stanley, ID that they had stayed last year.
I will state up front that we left early because it was too miserable to bear, but I am determined to look at it from a glass half full attitude.
First, it didn't rain the entire drive up.
Although Felix was really car sick, he didn't throw up.
Since the map to the campsite was misleading, we were fortunate to catch site of one of the others in our party so as to not get completely lost.
It was really cold, but I thankfully thought to bring all the winter coats, hats, and gloves.
Flush toilets.
Plenty of sticks to use as wands, light sabers, or swords.
Lydia was super pleased by a "treasure map" I had made for her using wood and charcoal from the fire. Am I MacIver or what?
A lake nearby for throwing rocks in.
Friends for playing with.
The kids all had a fabulous time. I felt really horrible leaving early. Felix just wouldn't sleep. He was super cold, super cranky, and really in danger. If he wasn't putting rocks in his mouth he was tripping on them. If you have ever taken a child camping you remember the dangers of the fire...etc. We were pretty miserable trying to keep him alive and he was sick of us pulling him out of everything.
He WAS happy in the backpack though. We went on lots of walks. At one point the kids found some snow and were throwing snowballs at each other. He thought is was hilarious! I was filming him over my shoulder while he was in the pack.
