Lads N Dads

This past weekend was quite busy. Busier than our usual busy. From my last post, you know that Stu turned another year older. He actually spent his birthday weekend being a fantastic father. The church camp that Stu grew up going to hosted a father/son retreat this weekend. Stu and Buddy went. 

Buddy was so excited to go. I thought it would be nice for him to check out the camp his sister went to a few years ago and where I hope to ship all three of them off to one summer in the near future. 

When Rea was there two years ago, she was obsessed with the zip-line. At that time, it was the longest in the state of Florida. Now I believe, it is #2. Anyway, Buddy was vicariously familiar with the zip-line. He and I watched as Rea and Stu rode it two summers ago. And then we listened to stories of Rea riding it over and over and over that week. So I am not surprised that Buddy wanted to try. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't surprised he went alone. 

Seriously, where is my baby? I cannot find the "baby" six year old anywhere... he is so grown up now. He thinks he's hot stuff. Just the way he carries himself in some of the pictures Stu sent makes me a tad sad... Time goes by too quickly. I was even shocked to find out that the little guy had no trouble staying up late all weekend. At home, our kiddos (both) are in bed with the lights out by 8pm. I have always been rigid about it at home. Bedtime goes out the window (usually) on vacations. At the camp, lights out is 11pm! And Bud played hard all day with everyone.

My boys went with another father/son team from our church. Our dentist and Rea's bestie. Buddy and Beau are good friends, but I think this was the first time they have ever hung out without Rea around. It was nice for Buddy not to be "the little brother." And he told me he made another friend there too. 

They came home exhausted. But I am fairly certain they would do it again in a heartbeat.