camping

In May, we really wanted to take the kids on a campout, and the boys had been begging to go as well.  Matt had been on a few campouts with the scouts and the boys were a little jealous.  We picked a weekend that we didn't have anything else going on, and we planned our outing.  As the weekend got closer, the weather was looking worse and worse.  It had rained all day Thursday, and Friday morning.  It was supposed to clear up Friday night before it started raining again Saturday afternoon, but it seemed like a narrow window of dry weather.  That being said, we decided to chance it.  We got everything loaded up, including the kids, and our van was packed to the brim.  As we were getting ready to pull out, the car started and everything, Matt checked his voice mail.  He had just missed a call from the campground, which had to close because a big tree had fallen over the road to get in and out.  

We didn't know what to do.  We couldn't just call it off because the kids were all buckled in their seat belts!  Ha.  We unloaded the kids, and did some quick checking for a new camping spot.  Lake O'Neill, which is only like 10 minutes from our house has a campground.  We called and there were multiple spots available...probably because of the rain...so we took one.  It wasn't quite the mountainous camping we had originally wanted, but it was perfect for the kids.  All they really want to do is play in the dirt, and dirt there was.