Connor-man joined cub scouts this year. Only one month into scouting and it has already been an adventure. Anyone that knows Caskey and I knows that are favorite hobbies are ones with a controlled climate; air conditioning and heat, oh and no bugs. I prefer sewing, reading, sitting on the couch and napping. Caskey likes video games and programming. None of those hobbies are weather dependent. Heck, we even live in a state that isn't weather dependent. Caskey is always laughing at me for checking the weather because in Southern California it is never more than a few degrees away from between 65* and 95* and rain only happens about 10 days a year.
Scouting was going to be a whole new experience for us; camping, shooting rifles, beach trips, hiking. All the things I could live without. But since this part of our lives is about raising the best children we can who have had the most experiences we jumped in with both feet.
The very first camping trip will be over Halloween weekend, since I will be 38 weeks pregnant, I get out of the trip. Caskey will be taking the two oldest kids for 3 days and 2 nights of adventures. I plan, with the remaining 3 kids, on joining them for the spring camping trip. That meant buying camping gear for a family of 7.
Obviously our friends know who we are, because not more than an hour after we got home from the camping store did the phone ring. My good friend was calling dibs on our camping gear, knowing that camping wouldn't last long in this house. LOL
That evening we decided to try out the gear, kind of a test run in the front yard. The whole family piled into the tent. I got to lay on the cot due to the pregnancy and all the kids had little cots on the ground. I gave everyone flashlights and we settled in to sleep. An hour later no one is sleeping, Alexander can't get used to sleeping on the floor instead of his crib, Lainy Ann is crying because she wants her bed, Connor wants what Lainy wants. The only one left in the tent is William, the one I thought for sure would be scared of the dark. At 9:30 pm only William and I are sleeping in the tent. The other kids were all zonked in their beds and it was getting chilly outside.
At 10 pm we gathered up the last child, William, and his things and put him in his bed. I went to my own bed (with all the pillows to support my very fat body) and we called it a 'good try'. I foresee another test camping trip in our future, after all, I don't want Caskey to end up in the middle of nowhere with crying kids next month.