Last weekend was the annual Fathers and Sons campout. The boys got dirty, hiked to a waterfall, saw lots of poison oak (but so far no signs of it on them), found out what happens when a glow bracelet explodes inside a tent, and brought home a big stash of candy from the pinata. I had a wonderful weekend of shopping, cleaning (I'm much more productive by myself), and running errands. I even sewed something (!). Maybe this campout should happen more than once a year.