gone campin'

we decided for date night we were going to go camping.

here is a rundown of how it went:

the only eagle scout (in our family of 3) was the official fire starter,

and i was the official camp chef and put together the tinfoil dinners.

one of us was more successful than the other at their job,

but i am not going to tell you who.

dash was in heaven.

he was sniffing up a storm, chasing critters, playing with ants, roaming the mountainside, etc.

the little guy was really in his element, that's for sure.

we, however, were not quite in our element, seeing as we forgot a vital part of camping.

camping chairs.

but we made up for it with our exquisite s'mores.

reeses s'mores were a hit, as were the original s'mores.

my hands-down favorite though was a coconut marshmallow, with cookies'n'cream chocolate.

i ate such an absurd amount of them that dawson had to stop me,

and seriously informed me that i might have a problem.

i didn't get any pictures of s'mores because obvi my hands were covered in mallow.

i am also sad i didn't get any pics of our cute little 3-man tent,

which is perfect for our little family.

this is the only pic i could get in the dark tent of our whole family.

thank goodness dash has white eyes or we would have lost him.

dash, who was a little hesitant with water last summer, was fearless this year.

we threw his stick out into the water about a hundred times and he would get it every time.

of course i didn't get a picture of him doing his doggy paddle,

but you can get an idea from the terrain and the pics of how dirty he got.

we had so much fun on our little getaway.

it's hard to imagine our family as anything other than me and my two boys.

no, this is not foreboding a pregnancy announcement.

more like trying to imagine taking a spur-of-the-moment mountain getaway with a bebe,

and realizing that the pigs would be flying us there on their backs.

having a dash > having a baby

for now.