I did it. I camped in a tent for three nights and four days. And I survived. Memorial Day weekend we went with almost three hundred of our church family to Point Mugu, in Malibu, CA. It was a whoooooole lotta fun. The kids had a blast, Brett and I met lots of new friends, and got to know our church family quite a bit better. That was the whole focus of the camp outing.
Here are the pictures in no particular order:
This was our family "living room" for the weekend, where we ate (church provided breakfast, dinner, snacks, beverages, hot coffee and hot chocolate). We also listened to a few messages about what it means to be a church family.
Here are the pictures in no particular order:
This was our family "living room" for the weekend, where we ate (church provided breakfast, dinner, snacks, beverages, hot coffee and hot chocolate). We also listened to a few messages about what it means to be a church family.

We brought the ghillie suits, the kids all took turns wearing them. They hid in bushes and trees, jumping out to scare people.

We brought six hundred glow sticks to camp and passed them out to all one hundred kids every night. Those things kept them busy for a while.






























