Next time tell me its FREAKING cold!

Nathan bought us a tent trailer. Yes my friends, he did. We used to camp alot when I was pregnant with Jake, but haven't been since. I know Nate and Will love to camp, so I like to appease them and tag along on the trips.

We decided to take the new toy out for Memorial Day weekend. Before I started packing for myself and the boys, I specifically asked Nate "what is the weather going to be like in Utah", and I QUOTE, he said "It will be cold". Well, its practically June, it can't be too cold. So I pack up a couple hoodies for us, and we get on our way.

As we are driving up the mountain, there is a ton of SNOW on the ground. I'm thinking 'no way'. To sum it up, it was 27 degrees that night. Between being frozen and being afraid that Jake was going to suffocate under the 3 blankets I had on us, I could not sleep. We decided the next morning to pack it up and head home. I told Nate on the way home "Next time I ask you what the weather is going to be like, and its under 50 degrees, tell me its going to be FREAKING cold". I think my new rule is: No camping for me unless I'm NOT pregnant, and our kids have to be over the age of 3 :)

Needless to say, when we got back to Vegas, it was HOT HOT HOT! So on Memorial day, we took the boys to a little waterpark and swam in the pool. I can honestly say it was a good holiday weekend!