Doddy Dadder Camp Out

I'm afraid I can't call it the "Annual Day of Pants" any more, because Liv has actually worn pants in real life this year. *Stunned gasp* She even has - and you might want to sit down for this - a favorite pair of shorts. What!?!

Gage and Nash and I hiked part way up with them because it was an absolutely perfect evening. I admit, at 7 months pregnant and wearing a dress and flip flops, I was not well equipped for major hiking. Luckily we took it nice and easy. There were some apprehensive boy scouts at the trail head, and I heard one of them say, "If that lady can do it, you can do it." Uh...thanks?

The traditional breakfast for this event is brown sugar Pop Tarts. I send 6 of them with the campers, and Gage and I each eat one at 10 pm while we wait for the flashing. All of the campers go to a look out point and turn on their flashlights. We can see them from our house! I'm sure the passers-by were wondering what I was doing in my front lawn with a big camping lantern, flashing it on and off and on and off.

Seriously, someone get this kid a prize.