FIRE, FIRE, FIRE!

So we decided to take the kids up the canyon to cook dinner on Sunday. We did hotdogs, tinfoil dinners, and smore's.

I have really been excited to go camping this summer and this was a trial run for the open fire.

Of course Hillary had no fear of the fire and wanted to cook her own hotdog and marshmellows. I of course spent the whole time yelling at her (and Connor too frankly) to stay back from the flames. Then she figured out there was a creek near by and she wanted to play in the water. Those of you who are local or semi-local know that the spring run-off has caused the creeks to run VERY high and REALLY fast right now. There was no way she was getting in that water. So then it was a race to see if she could run faster than me and get to the water first. All in all I decided MAYBE we could go camping - but not for more than one night at a time.