The parents and the kids

This weekend Garry took the boys to our ward's annual Fathers and Sons camp-out. Unlike our Oregon days, when I'd go out with my friends and celebrated my alone-ness during Fathers and Sons, this weekend the girls and I had some fun of our own.

While my four guys had burgers and fries at Five Guys...

...the girls and I ate at Chick-fil-A.  Lexi romped in the play land and devoured an ice cream cone while Kate made friends with our neighbors, who happened to be in the next booth.

While the guys set up camp in a gorgeous, mountainous area 30 minutes away....

...the girls had a bubble bath.

While I gave Lexi a manicure and pedicure (and Kate jumped in the doorway jumper)....

...the guys hung out at the lake and explored their surroundings.

While I read stories and tucked in my little darlings, the guys watched the sun set over the lake.

While the guys played around the camp fire and went to bed...

 

...I checked out Facebook and Gmail and Pinterest and Google Reader and Netflix.

On Saturday morning, while the guys went fishing...

...I practiced a musical number with several dozen children for Sunday's stake conference.  The girls stayed home with a babysitter.

While the guys drove home from the camp-out....

I took the girls to Costco, where we picked up a cart full of groceries, stuffed ourselves with samples, and ate lunch.

And then we all got home and spent the day unpacking and cleaning up and hanging out.

And then, while the kids stayed home with a babysitter, Garry and I went out to dinner (and the adult session of stake conference) to celebrate our 14th wedding anniversary.

The end.