Camping

 I get sucked into watching a campfire.  They have a certain beauty to them and I find the flames to be somewhat memorizing.

I do love camping when there is electricity and running water. So can I really say that I love camping? This camping trip was special because we also got to participate in a bow shoot.  The boys loooove shooting their bows and it was fun to walk along the wooded trails and shoot at different targets - each presenting it's own unique obstacle. They also got to make their own customized arm guards and they were super cool.  I kind of wanted to jump in with the kids and make one myself! As far as the competitive part of shooting, Aaron won by far.  Christian beat me a couple of time (he is ridiculously gifted) and I felt somewhat deflated.  When we played on teams the boys made it painfully clear that they didn't want to be on my team, sniffle sniffle. Daddy was the Robin hood hero of the day in their eyes. I have a lot to learn. Some of which includes how to accept defeat from my 6 year old son.  Ben is actually good too if we could get him to focus on the target long enough.  Have you seen the A.D.D. shirts that say "there goes a bunny rabbit" because that is totally him! Oh, and the first night we were there it rained and rained and rained.  Our tent was a sorry piece of junk that leaked and leaked and leaked. It was  quickly and happily returned to Wal Mart after the trip was over. Wow, you really get what you pay for in a tent. Another lesson learned.