To Camp or Not to Camp?

Last weekend was our church camping weekend up in the Rockies.

I grew up camping. My husband did not.  And he still wonders why we would want to subject ourselves to all that stress just to see some trees.

So, we have never gone camping.

I am a firm believer that a wife should not nag her husband.  Not a perfect example, but a firm believer!

However...I really wanted to go with the church.  Because when your children get invited each year to go with other families and you just sort of...stay home...it's not very fun.

So...Kenny was kind enough to take us down for an afternoon, to check it out. To see if he even liked it one bit.  To see if he would even think it might be possible to load up our crew and head down for a few days next August.

Man, the drive was amazingly beautiful.  Pike's Peak on our left, trees all around, 75 degrees, bright blue skies.  God is amazing!! Therapy for this Mama.

We spent the day fellow-shipping and playing cards and walking around.

And perhaps, just perhaps, we might be back next August.  With the church.  And a camper.  And all the hassles.  And all the beauty.

Because my husband didn't hate it.

I'll keep you posted.

Emma took Sarah and Ellie up to the Dragon's Eggs.

Love the hands in the pockets. And the rubber boots.  Michael lives in those boots!