I noticed your machetes...

A few weeks back we headed out camping with a few of our closest friends.  We took off to Ray Roberts Lake, about an hour north of where we live.

Okay, so it ended up being more than a few friends.  In fact, the park ranger wasn't too excited about us when he made us all sit down to make sure we weren't going to attack him with our "machetes."  (They were actually hatchets from Walmart to cut firewood).  And that's when I thought, "Yeah... a group of married Mormons who don't drink or smoke and who brought small children with them on their overnight camping trip... good one..."  But anyway... 

We made some foil dinners (of course).

And toasted everything we had around including starburst.  Yum!

We stayed up until two or so talking.  The great outdoors turn good talk into great talk.  Especially when you're eating awesome camping food.

Nobody ever claimed we were normal...