Friday Night Splits

Friday night Chuck took Rhett on their first Fathers-Sons Campout. I'm pretty sure I was more excited than either of them, and am jealous that there aren't any Mothers-Sons Campouts. (I know, I know: I'll do my own one day.) They went and had a great time. Here's Rhett with his cute friend Henry.


This is called Sugarloaf Mountain, and no, I don't think it's supposed to be ironic.


While they camped, Ollie and I got frozen yogurt with a friend, I fell asleep on the couch around 9, and in the morning I pushed Ollie six miles in the stroller. So happy I don't have to do that too often.

And luckily Chuck made it home in time to see the Caps playoff game. I'm sure that was quite by accident, just sure of it. Could there be more Caps gear?!


P.S. I see that Henry's dad posted the update about their trip. I'm kicking myself for not encouraging Chuck to do ours! Next year...