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.

Matt, do you like camping?

This was probably around breakfast time.

Possibly dinner.

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

Matt playing checkers with some neighbors.

Brett, working on a ghillie suit.

The path to the beach, under Pacific Coast Highway.

Tyler

Matt

James flying a tiny kite.

We saw dolphins, a sea otter and a sea lion.

Matt and Tyler all cuddled up for bed in the tent.

Matt outside our tent and kitchen tent area.

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.


We had a sand competition one morning. Our group took seventh place.

We had to do a bible theme, we did Noah's Ark landing on Mount Ararat.

Our neighbors did the fish that swallowed Jonah.

Family camp was so much fun, we plan on going back next year. Hopefully with a trailer. Brett didn't sleep well in the tent. Ironically, I did!