Last weekend we decided to drive the 15-20 minutes to the campground to roast hotdogs and have fun. It made me anxious for a real campout.
Morgan got out of the car and was immediately thrilled. He wandered around excitedly and pointed out everything he saw. Aaron and I started looking for some fire wood, (I found a huge pile of it right next to a fire pit) and tried to sort out the dry from the soggy.
We also found some dear bones. Or so we figured. However, Morgan kept talking about the dinosaur bones. He didn't want to get very close to them.
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