Friday night, we started with a relatively relaxed evening hosting the kids’ friend Sweetness for the night. Curt brought over pizzas and dined with us until he had to go catch a show at Dad’s Garage.
After Sweetness was picked up Saturday morning, we packed up and headed out to the soccer fields for pictures and Scout’s game, which was as scattered as I’ve ever seen a game. Scout was tired and not into it at all, for a first.
Stacey and Scout headed over to Richard’s house to pick up some camping supplies while RocketBoy and I headed home to wrap a b-day present, eat some lunch, and then deliver him to Regal cinemas for a birthday party.
The rest of us headed home and commenced to packing for the big Cub Scout camp-out. We stuffed the Honda Fit full of stuff, and forgot pillows and camping chairs, which was a shame.
We grabbed RocketBoy from Regal around 3:30 and headed straight out to Bert Adams’ campground, about an hour trip. This was Stacey and Scout’s first time camping, so neither really knew what to expect. Stacey expected it to be more wilderness-y, which is understandable. The cars being parked 20 feet from the campground does affect the experience a bit. But it’s still in the woods, and away from streetlamps and whatnot, so nighttime is nighttime, with all the crickets and owls and other bumps in the night. The kids had s’mores, played dodgeball and frisbee in a nearby field, caught frogs and crickets in a little creek, ran around in the dark with flashlights, and all the other outdoorsy stuff.
Scout made friends with a little five year old boy with glasses, and they ran around quite a bit. So much so that she almost fell asleep on RocketBoy’s lap when they were telling some ghost stories with the other kids from the den. Once in the sleeping bag, she was OUT.
The lack of pillows affected the rest of us a bit more, and we did quite a bit of tossing and turning. The sleeping mats we used, while better than just sleeping bags, were still roughing it. We made makeshift pillows out of clothes stuffed in t-shirts, but they were a pale comparison to the real thing.
Despite being ill-adapted to the camping life, everyone agreed we should do it again, perhaps without the Scouts. One of the other parents recommended some sites up near Bowling Green, so that might work out.
We packed up and headed out early, after a breakfast of some terrific scones someone brought, and pop tarts, hot chocolate or coffee. We were home by 9:30, which was good, because we all needed to get cleaned up and then head out to the Braves game. RocketBoy was performing the National Anthem with the Atlanta Young Singers at 1:15, and we needed to be there plenty early. For those keeping count, that’s three uniforms for the weekend (soccer, scouting, and singing).
I dropped Stacey and RocketBoy off at the Hank Aaron East Gate, and the drove around for a long time while Stacey got the parking pass from the AYS folks. Once we did that handoff, the regular game traffic hit, and we almost didn’t get the car parked at to our seats in time for the performance. I walked down to the dugout to get a good video of the show, and they didn’t disappoint.
After they sang, RocketBoy got several compliments from passersby as we headed off to get him changed into fan attire.
We watched the game until the 7th inning when Scout was pretty much through with ballpark fun. We managed to see the turning point when the Braves came behind from a 4-0 to tie it up soon after we left.
We went home, picked up Sammy from Doggy daycare, and they pretty much vegged/did laundry for the rest of the day.
The week promises to be busy as well… cub scout den meeting tonight, Stacey’s got a work celebration tonight, tomorrow I go see August Ossage County, and I haven’t even looked beyond tomorrow. Usually, I’ve done our chalkboard calendar for the week by now, but events transpired.
Also, I hear some folks with even busier schedules killed that bad guy yesterday.
Onward and upward.