So for the first time since we have been married, we went camping. Spencer thought I couldn't do it...well I showed him. It isn't that I am against camping, it is just I don't know where to start. We got asked to go with some families from our ward, and I was pretty sure that we were going to be the least prepared/knowledgeable ones there. I would have made a lot of money had I bet on it. I called my friend who set the whole thing up and got my list. I got us all packed and ready so that all we had to do when Spencer came home was load the boys in and go. It almost worked out that way. We got the boys in and then realized that Spencer had the tent and air mattress that we had borrowed in his work car, AT WORK. Oh well, what can you do. We drove the 20 minutes to his work, after our short WalMart stop for a few camping essentials (hot dogs, strawberry marshmallows, Cheetos puffs, and a lot more junk). We showed up at his office and right as we drive in Spencer mutters a very ominous, "oh crap". It is at this point that he realizes that his work keys for the car our at home. Oh joy! Spencer's boss has keys, but he was one of the families camping and he was already there. SO instead of going back home we called AAA thinking that would be faster. Not so much, even though they said they would put a priority on it because Spencer was a Doctor (we decided not to let her know it was a PhD).
Finally we were on the road. And ya know what, everyone had a blast. Cole and Jack were dirty from head to dirty little toe. We had so much fun letting them run around. We played some badminton (which Spencer and I lost miserably--all my fault) and volley ball (i redeemed myself there). It was so much fun to be outside, and the dirt didn't even bug me. We were thinking we were going to turn into avid campers...BUT
Then night came. The boys actually went down fairly easily, but right before all the adults turned in, someone came and got Spencer and I at the bathrooms letting us know that Cole was screaming and freaking out. We got him calmed down and sighed with relief because he didn't wake up Jack...yet. Let's just wrap this up by saying that between 12 am and 4 am Jack and Cole took about 30 minute intervals of waking up and freaking out. It stopped at 4 only because Cole finally was good and asleep and Jack decided to just stay up. Yeah I am pretty sure no one wants to camp with us again...even though they assured us they did. All I know is that Spencer was packing up our car at 7:30 saying, "it took us 7 years to go camping, and it will be another 7 before we go again." I don't think that is really the case, but it sure wrapped up how we both felt after a horrible night.
And in a side note, you might be asking yourself, "hey where are the pictures to accompany this delightful tale?" So for all my organization, the one thing I forgot, yup our camera. Oh well what can you do!