Our stake's Fathers and Sons campout was close by this year, so Jake and Cole headed over for the evening to share dinner and have s'mores.... and then come right back on home to sleep in their beds with the air conditioner on. Maybe they'll be ready next year to stay the night with the croaking frogs. Cole calls the whole experience "the campfire", so we know what he remembers best about it, right?
They explored, chased little frogs, stared at the fire, and made and munched s'mores with friends.
And Cole got bitten by chiggers. Blech. Poor kid. He hasn't once complained about it, though, and overall had an awesome time with Daddy.
1 comment:
chiggers are the worst, I bet he loved having dad all to himself and what little boy wouldnt love a fire!
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