I love living in Utah. I loooooove the mountains. When I was younger I totally took them for granted, and I realize now what beauty surrounds us here. Sometimes I am in awe that I get to live just minutes away from beautiful canyons. The last few years we have tried to spend as much time as possible enjoying the great outdoors, which usually includes at least one camping trip. Recently we got together with my fam for our annual camping adventure.
Things were a little iffy at first. The awful wildfires in the west so far this year meant fire restrictions at several campsites, so we had to improvise a bit by eating and hanging out at a picnic site and then driving 5 minutes to our actual campsite for the night, but it wasn't bad at all. Rain also threatened our fun a bit, but it quickly passed and the rest of the night was fantastic.
Brady made a mean dutch oven, as usual. We roasted marshmallows and made s'mores, threw rocks in the water, and Claire spent a fair amount of time hunting for Tinkerbell in the forest after we happened to spot some random green glitter on a rock.
|Camping while 6 months pregnant? You betcha!|
|Visiting around the fire|
|S'mores...one of the best parts of camping|
|My little outdoors-y girl|
|So excited to sleep in the big tent!|
In fact, she was a dream the entire trip. Not only was there not a single crying episode, but I don't think there was even a whine or word of protest from her. Camping seemed as natural to her as anything. I can't believe we've waited so long to give it a shot!