Adrie's First Camping

I know, busy life = sporadic blogging. My apologies.

I never got around to camping last summer, so it was on my must-do list this year. First pic: I had to document the making of a proper tinfoil dinner. Every time I make a tinfoil dinner my Dad's voice is in my head, coaching me on the perfect way to arrange the ingredients and seal it tightly. We had a great spot up Provo canyon at Big Springs, with running water just a stone's throw away. Adrie would beg to go "swim" - it was freezing. My legs went numb after 5 seconds. She'd wade to her knees, and also put her hair in (middle pic). She also wanted to go on frequent walks, begging for us to pick gigantic dandelions. We explored a beaver dam and she enjoyed riding on shoulders and also 'hiking' on her own.

My little scaredy-cat freaked out about the popping of the fire. She cried nonstop and chose to stay zipped up in the tent for the first hour. Kendall came up with the genius idea of a "safe" blanket, which coaxed her to actually sit with us for awhile. By about 10:30 pm overtired delirium had set in, and she forgot her fears while entertaining us with her chasing the "light bug" (flashlight spots on the ground) and catching & killing "butterflies" (moths). The largest moth I have ever seen landed right on her foot, and she calmly tried to kick it off as we all screamed in horror/delight/hilarity (depending on who you ask). She's a mixed bag of fears, that one.

After it got dark she started saying "Let's go home now." However, she did surprisingly well at sleeping a full night (well, midnight-6 am I suppose). She cried again over the popping fire for breakfast, choosing to eat (yet another) cold hot dog. Maybe next time she'll be a little braver...