Last weekend was our ward camp out...yep, in April. The glories of living in Las Vegas. It was at Warm Springs, an LDS recreation area an hour northwest of the city.
Yes, we are "camping" on a grass field with an oasis of palm trees next to us. A little different than the Uintah Mountains where I grew up, but very cool.
Pratt's first time being in, or even seeing, a tent. Incidentally my first time in a tent since we've been married, at least 4 years or so. Janae thinks it's been about 15 years for her!
When I said it was at an oasis, I wasn't kidding. There's a warm spring, and they've built a huge pool out of it. So here we are, swimming at night, on a camp-out, in April. I love this place!
Pratt has never been in anything larger than a bathtub before, but we had a hunch he was going to love it. Don't mind the funny face he made, there was a lot of new stuff he was taking in!
Who would have guessed you could throw a few blankets down on the floor of a tent and the little first timer would sleep like a baby (Yeah, I know, easy pun). Of course he was snuggled between Mom & Dad, so he woke up a happy boy.
Pratt: "I love camping!"Editors note: You think he got his mommy's eyes?
We had a blast, it was great to get out with some of the awesome folks here in our ward. There was peach cobbler and s'mores at night (courtesy of the Downey's), and an awesome breakfast spread (courtesy of the Elders quorum). And I can't forget the Liu's, who provided a pup tent for our little family to sleep in. It all reminded me of growing up camping, and knowing that I've got to keep the tradition as we raise our little boy.
