We ran out there on Friday and set up camp and finished today around 11 - it was supposed to go to 3pm but everyone was exhausted and we only had 20 boys - so when half leave early - it's hard to have a game of Mush Ball with 10 boys... so it was called off early.
We had several storms come very close and then break up as they went over - it was good practice - you've never seen parents move so fast as to break things down and pack away before it hit. It was great weather - except for the three close calls - in one afternoon / evening. - Our Saturday Camp Fire was cut short b/c of lighting and thunder - and then as we were all heading to the pavilion for cover - it all broke up and passed by us... :) Oh well - no black bad weather bead for these cub scouts. (and mom is glad)
Our tent did not weather the storm well - it's not an all weather tent and I put the rain cover on upside down... (!?) silly momma. :) I learned how to correctly and will do it correctly from now on. I always think it's good to learn something new every day and Saturday was MY day! :)
Rachel had a blast, Patrick loved it - but of course did not care that his sister was there and was very glad to see his Daddy pick her up on Saturday. :)
We fished, they played with night crawlers, they roasted marshmallows, made smores, whittled, hiked, roasted hot dogs. Lunch on Saturday Patrick and I made chicken fajita/cheese quesadillas for everyone - they were great and everyone loved them. :) (I'm so glad) You know you put so much stress on yourself for cooking for 16 and I think the quesadillas were super!
The scouts had trash pick up at the camp grounds, exercise relays, flag football (cut short from lightning) flag ceremonies, rope knotting time and a couple of other things.
Several of our boys crashed and burned on Saturday but Friday was Field Day at school and everyone got to bed late Friday and was up before dawn on Saturday! So they were so tired - and then football, relays and 85 degrees - so there were tears, hurt feelings and just plain old crashing and burning... We think they are such big boys - but 9 years old is very young when they are hot and exhausted and just physically and mentally spent. Patrick didn't cry but he crashed in the middle of knot tying - so we went back to the tent and he slept for 2 hours! I woke him up for dinner and then he was asleep again by 9pm. :) It's 9:30pm Sunday night and I'm ready for bed! :) So I'm going to attach a couple of pictures and hit the hay! :)
Rachel's piano recital... it was a Spring Jean Music .... something... :) 
