What a fun weekend! Yes, we went camping at Baker Lake…gotta do something fun to finish up week 37 of pregnancy. ;)
It was quite the adventure to get started too. We knew we were chancing it because all of the reserved spots were taken so we were going for a first come, first served site but we didn’t know we’d have to go to 4 campgrounds to find a spot. The girls – my mom, a close family friend Kristin, and myself – went up early to try and get a spot (check out from the non-reserved sites is 2 pm). In Kristin’s words, the only difference between an adventure and an ordeal is your attitude…we were on an adventure for sure!
Well, we threw up one of those God-I’d-really-love-a-parking-spot kind of prayers and He gave us an awesome site at Swift Creek Campground. Not only was it in a great campground with a boat launch (my dad brought the Lund so the guys could go fishing), it also was huge – we needed room for 3 tents – and it was as close to the beach as you could get. The guys finally showed up after 10 pm since they had to wait for my dad to get off work.
Minus the hard ground (regular ole REI Lite-Core sleeping pads aka backpacking Therm-A-Rests), it was a great weekend. Lots of sun (and sunscreen and hydration), good conversation, Farkle (if you haven’t played, you need to), reading (started and finished a Karen Kingsbury and finished The Baby Whisperer, though we aren’t taking any methods straight up – more on that in another post), sudoku, fun with the pooch-a-roo (we even got her to swim!), and, of course, great food. Food always tastes better when you eat it outside.
Sunday morning we packed up and ventured across the way to a private beach rather than hanging at the crowded campground beach for another day. It was here I was reminded of just how excited I am to enter the adventure of parenting (see adventure vs. ordeal comment above!) with my wonderful husband.
Ben isn’t a sit-out-in-the-sun guy…he’s got to have something to do, preferably active. If active isn’t an option, then something with his hands like building something. A boat in this case. That you can then throw rocks at once you’ve got it floating away from shore. With what he found on the beach, including the “tools” to bore a hole for the mast and the rudder, he put together these two great boats. I mean, seriously, who thinks to do all that and knows enough about the physics to get it to go at least 50 feet out from shore? That’s how far the second boat made it before they guys started “bombing” the boat. Oh, and then Ben and my dad took the Lund and retrieved it so they could put it in the middle of the lake. Silly boys.
Anyways, the actual point of telling you about our camping trip was to share my excitement about the man that will father my children. For his birthday, dear friends gave Ben the book Handy Dad. It’s got a bunch of projects for dads to do with their kids from tie-dye-ing (I don’t know how to spell that properly) to building a backyard zip line. Great gift – and he’ll probably use it – but he also comes up with awesome stuff all on his own. Just because. The amount of imagination Ben has and the technical ability he has to build things, make things happen, etc never cease to amaze me. I am so grateful that I married a man who can have a great time with free stuff…and a little ingenuity. Heck, that’s how he wooed me…now I get to watch him parent our kids with the same enthusiasm and creativity. I am so blessed that God decided to partner us together both in our marriage but also for the sake of our kids and all the kids we teach, coach, and otherwise come in contact with.
And yes, the picture is slightly off-kilter. I’ll give my mom a hard time for it next time I see her. :)