the road less traveled
This weekend I was lucky enough to go on a YW overnighter. I am not in YW but I am going to camp this year so I got to tag along. My two girls were going and I knew it would be a fun time with them. All in all things went very smoothly. The girls all got along really well. The food was great and I liked the women I went up with. I was just so proud of my girls. They are so well behaved. They always help out without being asked. It is so fun to sit back and watch them interact with the other girls. Samantha decided to sleep under the stars on the porch with some of the girls. It was in the 30's, so most of the girls got cold but they stuck it out. Samantha had her dad's trusty scout sleeping bag so she slept the whole night and was not cold at all. We had 20 girls go up to the cabin and those who didn't want to sleep outside slept on the floor of the cabin. They were everywhere, even taking floor space in the kitchen. They were like a bunch of sardines sleeping on the floor. The whole event was a good time. But then there was ....
the ride home!
The cabin we went to was about 3 hours from my house. On the way home I decided to follow a lady in our ward who is familiar with the area thinking she would be faster than the bishop who was towing a trailer. We made fabulous time to our first stop. We got to Payson in one hour which meant we only had about an hour and a half left. I was so glad thinking we were going to be home so fast. As we continued driving I noticed Laura (the lady ahead of me) took a different turn than what I thought we should take. She pulled over and said that the way she was going was a little crazy but it would cut about 20 minutes off our time. Whooo hooooo! Sounds great to me, we were already making great time and now cutting off another 20 minutes was right up my ally. As we progressed the road turned out to be a road around a lake. The scenery was beautiful and the roads were getting scary. The girls were screaming and laughing and having alot of fun. After 45 minutes of this I realized that there was no way possible we were going to be home faster. Then after an hour and realized if this route was 20 minutes faster I should be home in 10 minutes and I could tell it was going to take at least another half an hour to get out of the canyon and then another 25 minutes after that to get home. The canyon was horrible and dirty and windy and I kept telling my girls that they were never to allow me to follow Laura ever again. So to cut this story short at our first stop we were about 20 minutes ahead of the bishop. The bishop beat us home by an hour, did you hear me an hour! I was not a happy camper! I was very thankful for the girls who kept me entertained by their singing and story telling. I don't think parents have any idea the things you learn about their family by just riding in the car for a few hours with their kids. When we got home Thayne asked the girls what their favorite part of the trip was and guess what they said?
The ride home!
I could not believe it. I know this is one of those trip that still fresh in my mind makes me nuts, but it is one that I will always look back on and never forget. We made memories this weekend and even though my butt is sore from a long ride I was glad I made memories with some great girls.
This weekend I was lucky enough to go on a YW overnighter. I am not in YW but I am going to camp this year so I got to tag along. My two girls were going and I knew it would be a fun time with them. All in all things went very smoothly. The girls all got along really well. The food was great and I liked the women I went up with. I was just so proud of my girls. They are so well behaved. They always help out without being asked. It is so fun to sit back and watch them interact with the other girls. Samantha decided to sleep under the stars on the porch with some of the girls. It was in the 30's, so most of the girls got cold but they stuck it out. Samantha had her dad's trusty scout sleeping bag so she slept the whole night and was not cold at all. We had 20 girls go up to the cabin and those who didn't want to sleep outside slept on the floor of the cabin. They were everywhere, even taking floor space in the kitchen. They were like a bunch of sardines sleeping on the floor. The whole event was a good time. But then there was ....
the ride home!
The cabin we went to was about 3 hours from my house. On the way home I decided to follow a lady in our ward who is familiar with the area thinking she would be faster than the bishop who was towing a trailer. We made fabulous time to our first stop. We got to Payson in one hour which meant we only had about an hour and a half left. I was so glad thinking we were going to be home so fast. As we continued driving I noticed Laura (the lady ahead of me) took a different turn than what I thought we should take. She pulled over and said that the way she was going was a little crazy but it would cut about 20 minutes off our time. Whooo hooooo! Sounds great to me, we were already making great time and now cutting off another 20 minutes was right up my ally. As we progressed the road turned out to be a road around a lake. The scenery was beautiful and the roads were getting scary. The girls were screaming and laughing and having alot of fun. After 45 minutes of this I realized that there was no way possible we were going to be home faster. Then after an hour and realized if this route was 20 minutes faster I should be home in 10 minutes and I could tell it was going to take at least another half an hour to get out of the canyon and then another 25 minutes after that to get home. The canyon was horrible and dirty and windy and I kept telling my girls that they were never to allow me to follow Laura ever again. So to cut this story short at our first stop we were about 20 minutes ahead of the bishop. The bishop beat us home by an hour, did you hear me an hour! I was not a happy camper! I was very thankful for the girls who kept me entertained by their singing and story telling. I don't think parents have any idea the things you learn about their family by just riding in the car for a few hours with their kids. When we got home Thayne asked the girls what their favorite part of the trip was and guess what they said?
The ride home!
I could not believe it. I know this is one of those trip that still fresh in my mind makes me nuts, but it is one that I will always look back on and never forget. We made memories this weekend and even though my butt is sore from a long ride I was glad I made memories with some great girls.
3 comments:
So, how can you go camping and still look so cute? Sounds like you had a trip I've lived through before and yes in time this will fade in your memory so it's good you vented here. Keeps that memory alive. Your a good mom!
This reminds me how much fun YW's is! Sounds like a total blast!
Yes, Rachel YW was a total blast! Having leaders like you created that! Thanks if I never said it! And Heather I love listening to that story. Your hilarious. And by the way I hate word verification.
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