Karen and I decided to spend our tenth anniversary camping with two screaming kids. Actually, it was a lot more fun than we anticipated.
We left Friday afternoon and made the two-hour drive in just over 4 hours. Thankfully, we borrowed my parents' camper, which worked out really well for all of the stops we had to make along the way.
On Saturday, we went to a nearby hot spring. We had the place to ourselves because most people were still in bed that early in the morning. This was a really nice hot spring with two rock-and-mortar tubs.
We spent quite a bit of time riding around on our new 4-wheeler. Can you guess what that is strapped to the front of the 4-wheeler?
Sprout decided not to nap on Saturday, so I took her for a ride while Karen and Marcus slept. This is what Karen saw when I came riding back into camp.
Here are a couple of elk that we saw on one of our rides. They were lying down about 40 yards away, but took off running when I undid the Velcro on the camera case. We also had a deer in camp briefly. I say briefly because deer apparently don't like two-year-olds chasing them and yelling "DEER" at the top of their lungs.
Finding a secluded camping spot can be tough in popular areas. This weekend we discovered a foolproof tool for guaranteed seclusion. His name is Marcus.
On the drive home, we got stuck behind a caravan of super-slow campers in the canyon between Banks and Horseshoe Bend. I was getting very frustrated, as we were running out of precious silent time from the kids. As we headed up HSB hill, I went for the big pass. The Dodge was purring and we were flying past the RV caravan. As I passed the second RV, I heard some rustling in the back seat, followed by, "POTTY! I NEED POTTY!" I repeated
George Carlin's seven words repeatedly under my breath.
Parenting tip: When you see a mosquito buzzing around, don't slap it and yell YOU BASTARD in front of a two-year-old. Second tip: When your kid mimics you doing something they shouldn't do, don't laugh hysterically.
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