
On Friday, June 26th, I took Benjamin to his first ever Father-and-Son outing. It's pretty interesting how things come full circle. I grew up going to the Father-and-Son outing with my Dad and brothers. We always had a good time and made good memories, which is something I want to pass onto my kids.
We went to a place called Celebration Park, which was about 20 miles south of our house. It was an interesting place to go camping; for what it lacked in trees (cause there wasn't any) it made up in overgrown sagebrush.
All-in-all it was a good time and was the start of a new generation of passed down tradition. We listened to some anticlimactic ghost stories and a good message from our bishop. It seems that the highlights for Benjamin was making two fires (without any matches, accelerates, etc... -- that's right Kaylynn!) and pitching our tent in the middle of 3 very active army ant hills.
Until next year...






