Last weekend Luke got out of work early on the night of the Father/Son Campout. But since he hadn't anticipated getting out early (since it's probably never happened before), he wasn't quite ready.
BUT.... since I am an amazing wife, I whipped all their stuff together (aka threw a pack of hot dogs and some Capri suns into a bag) and kicked them out the door to get their camping on.
And then I unleashed us girls on the streets of Redlands where we ran amuck through Hobby Lobby and inhaled a snow cone bigger than our head.
And since we just can't have moms sleeping peacefully in their beds any night of the week, we decided to cozy up in my bed where we got just about as snuggly as you can imagine.
And then we woke up in the morning to discover that at the camp-out it had gotten to 21 degrees and so Luke had packed it up and moved it out in the middle. of. the. night.
And that is how we roll.
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