Father & Sons 2010

Well, another F & S is done. This year, like last year, all seven of us went up. The difference this year though, was that we got there at 12:30 Friday, and it was really nice, we played kickball, football, frisbee, and played on the swingset (which the Brody and Jace can't ever get enough of). I was well prepared with food, which you have to be with 7 boys. We had chicken hobo dinners, and the kids ate them up.
Then, about 6:00, the storms came rolling in. It was a torrential downpour for quite a while. I was up most of the night paranoid about one of the twins or Zack becoming too cold and dying. Finally, after my second visit to the neighboring tree that night, I noticed that our tent was covered in snow. I went to the van to see what the temp was, and it was 35 degrees! I couldn't believe it. I started the van and got it warmed up, then started carrying one child at a time through the snow to the van to warm up.
I figured if I was cold and shivering, which is extremely uncommon at night, then they must be worse. So Finally about 4:00 in the morning five of us were in the van, and Lance and Trevor, who had the best sleeping bags, were in the tent.
It was crazy, and we quickly had breakfast and loaded up all of our wet gear and came home earlier than we have ever done from F&S.
Here is our annual picture we take in front of the tent:

I REALLY wish I would've dusted that coffee table before I took that photo.

I guess now's the perfect time to write since Jeremy took the boys to the father/son campout (I hope they don't all get hypothermia). It's been a busy couple of weeks since Kira and I started our new job. We're working at Lagoon for the month to earn season passes for our families. I'll write more about it later, when we're done. I'm sure Kira will bring her camera on the last day to capture some of the magic!

I just wanted to briefly note how my Mother's Day went. This was my main gift:

Remember my living room set with the duct tape ottoman? It's finally been banished. I couldn't be happier about it. That thing depressed me every time I walked into the room. It's now in the basement due to Jeremy next 10 Father's Day/birthday/Christmas presents, which is a home theater system. He's a little obsessed. He keeps dragging people down there to show them and I'm pretty sure 75% of them really could care less (no offense, hun).

Anyway, Jeremy and I had picked out the living room set a bit before Mother's Day, so on the actual day they gave me what I truly love: chocolate. And the kids and Jeremy were so sweet to me all day, which is really all a mother ever wants.