This past weekend Matt and his dad took Carson on the Father/Son campout. They had a great time. Carson spent a majority of his time collecting sticks. Matt tells me he would have sticks in his hands, tucked under his arms and see another one and said, "Daddy, my stick, help me" and Matt would have to carry a few for him. He slept great in the tent and apparently was by far the youngest kid there. All the older boys had a fun time playing with him. They left a little earlier than the rest of the campers to stop off at the fish hatchery on the way home. The bottom photo is Carson showing you how big the fish were. Apparently they were huge to a two year old. I'm glad Carson has such a wonderful dad and Papa to love on him and take him to do fun boy things!






























