Finally getting around to posting pictures from Memorial Day. We went camping down at Goblin Valley and had a lot of fun. Camping is very different with a baby, but a whole other kind of fun.
We got a new car a couple months ago and I'm still trying to get used to the alarm on it. I'm constantly pressing the panic button on accident. It's all sorts of fun and scares the bageezees out of me every time.
So one of the mornings I get Nora and I get up. It's pretty early still, most everyone in our camp is awake but still laying in bed. There's a camp not too far away that's pretty quiet still too. I wasn't sure where Darin was because he got out of bed before me. I went to get Diesel out of the car (that's where we had him sleep) and COMPLETELY forgot about the car alarm once again.
It starts blaring and I'm running around with Nora frantically not sure what to do because Darin has the keys and I've no idea where he is.
All of the sudden I see Darin running down the mountain holding up his pants with one hand and the remote in the other trying to get the thing to shut off. He had most his parts covered but his little behind was shining in the morning sun and it's lucky everyone was still in bed.
How's that for a wake up call?
Nora was a trooper and was even able to manage the 8 mile hike that we did. I, on the other hand, wanted to die for a week straight afterwards.
It was great getting out of the house and into the great outdoors!
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