"Champing" in Escobar

Last weekend we went on a fun trip Noah calls “champing.” We went to a ranch out in the country, near a little town called Escobar. It wasn’t really camping, we got to stay in cabins, with showers, beds, and running water, so it was perfect for me. Kevin always teases me by saying that I think that we are camping if there isn’t room service. I’m not quite that bad, but close.

The boys had so much fun. We rode horses, sat by the fire, cooked hot dogs and marshmallows, and ran around and had a great time. Sunday was Mother’s Day, and the men cooked pancakes and sausage, and then cleaned up. What a great present, kids happy and occupied, and no dishes!

Here are some pictures of our trip:

Cowboys. They would still be on the horses, if that were possible.

Ride 'em, cowboy! Noah loved the horses.

The biggest camp(bon)fire. That's a six foot tall teenager behind the fire.

Sticky, yummy s'mores. Not quite like at home, but close enough.