Showing posts with label Father And Sons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Father And Sons. Show all posts

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Father and Sons {2012}

Father and sons.... the best weekend of the year for a mama! Weston was so excited to go camping where "no babies and no moms are allowed." Cameron is starting to take this whole camping experience seriously these days. This year he bought two sleeping bag. This is a big deal for us considering last year he bought flashlights. We're hardcore campers round here. The boys camp at Half Moon Bay and it is soooo super gorgeous. I always die when I see these pics come back.



He was so excited to set up the tent and he was running around a million miles a minute.


He loved his new sleeping bag....until 12:30 am. All good things must come to an end. Cameron sends me a pic of his sleeping bag all covered in vomit. Poor little babe and poor daddy I must say. Cameron put him in his bag and put Weston's bag outside the tent.... thinking it was just food poisoning? When round two happened a half hour later, in Cameron's sleeping bag, Cameron decided to call it a night. At 1 am he literally rolled everything up in the tent and shoved it in the back of the car at drove home. Awwww, what a priceless father and sons experience NEVER to be forgotten!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Father And Sons {2011}

Although Cameron and I both grew up camping... we are definitely not the camping type. So I literally about passed out when Cameron said he was taking Weston to our ward's father and sons. Turns out Cameron has been looking forward to this forever since Weston was born since he was able to only attend just a few with his own dad. I was excited for Weston to get to spend some 1:1 time with his dad and I got to have some alone time with Holden. Hello... sleep!!

The camp site was right on the beach in Half Moon Bay and Cameron said it was absolutely gorgeous.

Weston's favorite part was folding and unfolding everyones chairs. Why was I not surprised to hear that?
He watched all the older boys wash off their feet in the water spout so he didn't want to be left out. Only problem... he was wearing shoes. Sweet.
Apparently the food of choice is McDonald's and huge chocolate milkshakes. Nothing like fine dining!
He loved digging in the sand
but not the waves crashing towards him. I love father and sons as much as my boys do... except for cleaning up the sand soaked clothes and towels. Next year Holden is going and I'm home alone. Ya-hoo!!