...(that would be Aaron), is gone for the week to Scout Camp! This is his first time being away from home for more than one night! I don't know why I'm having a hard time with this, but I've been so worried and anxious about him leaving. It's worse than his first day of kindergarten! Maybe it's my crazy hormones. Although he seems to be the one who is most often in the middle of the chaos at home, and it was definitely quieter today with him away, I still miss the little booger!
Here he is last night, all packed and ready to go! They had to meet at the church at 4:30 this morning. Roman helped him pack his stuff up. A little tidbit on Roman. Roman is THE BEST packer in the whole wide world. Although, at times I do accuse him of over packing... OK - I always accuse him of over packing, he is indeed the ultimate packing man. Anyway, I just had to take a picture of this. Roman pulled out his trusty bungee cords and attached the foam mattress, and the sleeping bag to the duffel bag (notice how secure that pillow is to the duffel bag - it aint goin nowhere!). I am pretty certain that the whole kit-and-caboodle weighs twice as much as Aaron does. I have no idea how the kid is going to tote this around! At least I have the peace of mind knowing that if he gets his socks wet, he's got another 8 pair to choose from! Way to go dad!
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
1 peeps sharin the love!:
That is so fun, I hope he has a good time at Scout Camp. I know I don't like it when the campouts come up because Dale is the Scoutmaster in our ward which means he's gone.
Post a Comment