Friday we had our first family camping experience. We camped just a few miles from our house at a small state park.



We grilled out at the play ground first. We went with the traditional first time camping food; hotdogs, chips, baked beans and coleslaw.


Our campsite was really nice. It was a cement slab with a fire pit and picnic table.

This was probably the most vital part of our sucess. I had 4 going.

Our tent. It wasn't too bad. We forgot pillows; actually I'm not sure if seasoned campers sleep with pillows, but next time we'll make room for pillows!

As soon as our camp was set up we broke out the only thing we knew for sure we wanted; the marshmellows, graham crackers and chocolate bars!

I'm not a big fan of charred marshmellows.
Monkey see monkey do. When Roman saw my marshmellow catch fire, he tried the same trick, sucessfully. We tried to get him to eat it, but he explained to us he didn't like his marshmellows "camped"

Griffin ate alot of cold marshmellows that night. It was against my better judgement, but he was so happy.
Smores. Mmmmm.

Roman loved his sleeping bag.

If we'd has someone around to video the going to bed process in that tent, we'd likely win a Million bucks. It was a sight to see and I'm sure it gave our camping neighbors a good chuckle. But we finally all got to sleep.

The next morning Rich made a yummy camp fire breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast.

Now 2 days later, neither Rich or I have full range of motion in our necks.

Hopefully we'll take many more family camping trips as a family this summer and try to get a little further away from home next time.