Okay, well maybe I am embellishing just a bit. Hey, I've got to keep the blog interesting. We packed up the van (with a ton of stuff!) and headed out to Byron's old stomping grounds for a couple days. We camped at the Jenny Wiley State Park and then went to see where Byron grew up. The kids even got to play on some of the same playground equipment (like the very same, totally old school) that he played on as a kid. Okay, back to the camping. I knew it was going to be a little cool that night but I forgot to bring the heater for the tent, duh! It was in the 70s though and we were sweatin' it getting the camp site set up so I thought we'd be fine. About 1:30 in the morning it started getting pretty cold. The kids were sleeping good but I still decided to cover them up more. I had left a blanket in the van and I headed out in the pitch black to grab it. While I was out there I got my pant leg wet. I come back into the tent and knock over Grace's water bottle on my foot and got my socks soaking wet. I was so cold though that I didn't want to change my socks and pants. Dumb idea. I spent the rest of the night freezing! Beyond that, we had a great time and here's some pictures to prove it.