Lost Lake. Wasatch National Forest, Utah.
We went camping up at Lost Lake in the high Uintah's. For like 5 minutes. 3 of those minutes were Violet crying, whining and being a beast. The other 2 minutes were beautiful views, bacon and perfect weather.
A daddy determined to have a good time.
First off, we have lots of room for improvement on executing a camping excursion. I have already made a list of what we need to change because I am determined to rock at this camping thing. Item number 1: Maybe don't leave late and end up setting up tents in the dark. Pretty good tip, eh? We are a couple of genius's, Ethan and I.
Jack. He loves camping as much as he loves the military.
Something about cooking over a camp fire is so empowering.
Like if we were all of the sudden pioneers, I've got us covered.
It was decided that camping is not Violet's shtick, so we were going home and the Daddy and the boys were staying. After a morning of bacon, eggs, toasted marshmallows, playing in the dirt and fishing, I grabbed mine and Violet's bags and got ready to leave. As Ethan was walking with Violet up to the truck, she does what all mean little children do when they don't want to leave and she melted into a pile on the ground and pretended her legs were inoperable. In the process, she popped her elbow on out while Ethan was trying to hold her hand.
Don't let that adorable face fool you.
Once home, Violet and I showered and got the dirt off and headed to the ER. She wailed at anyone that dared look at her. Dr. Something got the run down from me about what happened and immediately knew what to do. He held her arm, bent it upward and POP! Elbow fixed, little girl given a cherry sucker and she waved goodbye to everyone as she strolled out the door.
Before. Hurting and mad at the world.
After. Sippy cup held in her ailing arm. Ready for a chocolate milk refill.
*Funny note: On the way to the Uintah's, Van panicked and said, "Mom! We forgot the TV!" If anyone needs camping, it's Van.
Van. He was also appalled at the notion that
he was going to have to brush his teeth without a sink or mirror.