Hallie looks forward to this weekend every year – and I don’t blame her. I wish I could go on a weekend adventure with Steve too. 😉

Hallie and her friend made a sign for their car to travel up to their campsite: Double Daddy Daughter Date! This stirs two feelings within me. 1. I hope she never grows up. 2. I hope she always wants to spend this time with her dad.

daddy daughter campout

The girls were put in charge of the dinner menu and they took their role seriously. Tin foil dinners with chicken and potatoes, with a separate corn on the cob lathered in butter and wrapped in foil. Tin foil dinners are not our specialty and to be honest, in all my years, I’m not sure I’ve had one that wowed me. I was stuffing their bag with extra snacks in fear the dinner would be a bust.

daddy daughter campout

To my surprise, Steve sent this picture and said it was amazing and flavorful. We need to put the girls in charge of dinner more often!

daddy daughter campout

daddy daughter campout

daddy daughter campout

daddy daughter campout

There’s few pictures of what they actually did while they were there (besides ones containing food). I know there was a great turn out with so many friends and neighbors who attended. The weather was cooperative and no major injuries/casualties to report (last year Hallie threw up in the middle of the night – on someone else’s sleeping bag!). All important factors that could make or break the weekend.

daddy daughter campout

Steve has realized that father/daughter with one independent child beats father/son with the younger kids!

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