Day 68: The Ice Field Campout Hangover

 You know, it would be good if these kids listened to me once in a while. 

Or you know, used their common sense. See also: forgetting your shoes when leaving the house (a memoir of how Calen forgot to put on shoes two days ago when going to Swim practice). 

The boys had a campout last night for Boy Scouts. It's Alaska. It's still very much winter here. And, instead of their normal camping location, they're camping a little further inland, in a valley under Pyramid Mountain (i.e. colder), on the frozen ice wasteland of the golf course driving range. 

Sounds like an adventure, right?

Solid. Ice. No boots. Sigh. 

The boys know how to pack for cold weather campouts. It's not that difficult at this point. But apparently, it is. 

Calen chose not to pack his ski jacket, and instead packed a way cooler looking Carhartt jacket that is absolutely useless in freezing temperatures. 

Camden didn't even pack boots, and wore Converse. Yes, Converse. To an ice field. And no, he didn't pack a heavy jacket either. 

When they stumbled into the house came back this morning and I asked how it went, Camden declared "BAD. It was so cold." And I'm over here like, well no duh it was cold, you were wearing canvas shoes. 

Which, considering the track record my kids have had the last couple days, I guess I should be thankful he remembered shoes. 

Post-campout days are celebrated video game days, so they had a great, albeit tired, day today. But they didn't get out of Sunday Family Game night! We played 5 Minute Dungeon and had Calen's favorite - kung pao sliders, on our snack board. 

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