NorCal Chavis Tribe: Father's Day weekend at Bullards Bar

We did it. Not that, dirty people. We went camping! And we survived. And, even better, we had a fabulous time! On Father's day weekend, a huge Lincoln Posse of 11 families rallied their troops for an awesome weekend of camping, boating, jet skiing, wake boarding, tubing & swimming at Bullards Bar camp grounds & Emerald Cove. Although they were a few brave souls who brought their less than 18 month olds (you deserve a medal!), Mike & I chickened out of bringing Miles for the whole weekend, selfishly wanting to enjoy the trip rather than play chase through the woods for 3 days. And, I have to say, it was the best decision EVER! We took Miles up to the campsite to play around & explore on Friday, but then brought him to my Mom & Dad's for the rest of the weekend while we camped & relaxed. You see, Miles is not turning out to be a toddler that just chills. He is an adventurer that only sits still when he is sleeping. I see these babies at play group or the park who sit on their parents lap for almost an hour, exploring a toy or eating a snack & I just have to think, WHAT?! Miles would never do that. Ever. He has a great little personality & is so happy, but at his stage, he is exhausting & a lot to keep up with. Mike & I would look at each other while were riding on the boat, laying around the shore chatting, or making dinner & say, "how much would this suck if Miles was here?". No offense to the little guy, but I think camping will be best suited for him (& us!) next year. At least I think we will give it a shot with him next year. The 2 year olds seemed to do really well during this trip.

So, Mike & I got to spend some time bonding with our new Lincoln friends, enjoying the water & sunshine & just hanging out. It was incredible. Night time around the camp fire was the best - thats when the freaks came out - my husand being the freakiest & most entertaining! The group we went with was great too - everyone was so helpful & giving with each other. And, all the little ones got a long great. I didn't mind the dirt like I thought & I actually loved sleeping in our giant tent. The only part about camping that I wasn't too fond of was packing, setting up & packing again. Oh, and the stomach flu I ended up getting on Sunday night. That really blew - in every way you can think of! It was only a 24 hour thing & thankfully I was in Chico when it hit so my Mom could take care of Miles. At times like that I really have to wonder what do single mom's do?

Our weekend home - please disregard how nasty I look. I plead camping. Way to go Mike (& thanks Leo & Kevin!) for "building" our house!

I love dirt!

Miles LOVES our friends Michelle & Kevin's son Chase. Chase is 2.5 & isn't so sure about befriending a baby yet. It was so cute that Miles sniffed Chase out, though & kept knocking on his kid tent so he could play too.

I have this same picture of me from my first time camping!

Amber & Mase - the calm moments before the night from HELL. Poor Amber wasn't super sold on camping to begin with, so we were all hoping that this would be the trip that convinced her camping was so cool! Well, that plan went out the window when sweet Abigails threw up all over the tent & in Amber's hair the first night at the camp ground. Poor Abby & Amber. Thank goodness Abby was instantly better for the rest of the trip. Sadly, I don't think Amber will ever recover, though.