Paul had the day off Saturday (a somewhat rare and wonderful occurrence) and decided it was about time he took Noah camping. He managed to get home at a decent hour Friday night and the boys loaded up and were off! Noah was so excited, he'd been talking about it all week. This was his first campout and Paul and I were not sure how he would do.
He loved it! They cooked hot dogs over the fire, roasted marshmallows, and did some hiking. Noah loved sleeping in the tent but was so excited about it he had a hard time settling down. Paul was wiped out and Noah was bouncing off the (tent) walls - when Paul suggested that Noah come get in his sleeping bag with him Noah jumped right in and slept soundly all night. Unfortunately, Paul was not able to do the same : )
Paul had brought cereal and a quart of milk for breakfast - but he forgot to put the cereal away and an animal got into it during the night. Paul asked Noah if he wanted a hot dog and milk for breakfast and I don't think the kid has ever heard a better idea in his life! Paul couldn't quite stomach it so as Noah ate his breakfast Paul packed up. Then Noah says, "Um Dad, we have a problem." When Paul asked what it was Noah said, "There's a hot dog in the milk." As if he had no idea how it got there! Sure enough, Noah had put his hot dog in the quart of milk. So much for the milk.
It was a short trip, but a great first experience for Noah.
Thanks for being such a great daddy, Paul : )
While the boys were gone Alex and I partyed. We ran around in our underwear and drank Izzes. Ok - only one of us was in our underwear. (Wish I had a picture of Alex in her undies downing an Izze).
And of course we (what else) painted. Apparently some of you got the false impression from a previous post that my painting projects were over - I wish! They've only just begun...
(Wish I had a picture of Alex with a measuring cup in one hand and a pastry brush in the other, pretending to paint like mommy).
9 comments:
What a good daddy Noah has to make time in his busy schedule to take him camping :) Looks like Noah had a blast! And that hot-dog-flavored milk sounds delicious! :)
i love these stories. they are even funnier when you tell them with impressions of noah. what a funny guy. and what a good dad. john can't wait for that to be him and boston. (i can't either:)
and i too, wish you had a pic of alex in her undies drinking a izze. i hang out all the time at home in mine, but drinking diet cokes instead. then when someone knocks on my door, i hide and pretend im not home.
Good job Paul - and I thought you guys were not campers. It brings back memories of many camping trips when our kids were little. I'm glad you got to go out and make some memories with Noah. The vivid description of the hot-dog breakfast nearly made me gag though. :)
The hot dog in the milk sure made me laugh! What a funny kid. I miss them so much! That is why I love the world of blogging. Keep us updated on the house. And I want pictures!
I'll never eat a hot dog and drink milk at the same time again.
Camping makes for good memories....like that time we went camping as a family, Tiff slept in the car, got sick and threw up, and just slept right there in it all night. Thanks Tiff.
Great parents. . . . great kids!!
That is so cute! I love that Paul took Noah camping, just the boys and that you and Alex had your own girl time. So cute. Poor Christian would have to do an outing by himself over here ;) And your family's comments always make me laugh so hard. I love them :)
Next time you come to Ogden we're going camping for sure!
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