"Mom, I want . . ."

One day one of my children came up to me and said, "Mom, I want . . . ," and there was no closure. Isn't that the truth? There is no end to what a child wants, or what an adult wants, or to what any of us want. We all just want. A recent request came from Kristina who said she wanted to go camping with the family. This was no small request. Kristina has no problem making huge requests at any time of day or night; fresh, tired, rich, poor, it's all about her pressing needs and wants.

We have a family camping dilemma---the boys and the girls. The boys like hard-core-pack-it-in-climb-the-face-of-the-cliff camping. The girls, well, we do well with lots of padding and toilet paper, got it? When we've camped as a family the boys have frequently let the girls know we're a burden; whiny, inconvenient, etc. So we said no more of that. If we're going to camp as a family, we're going to be happy campers, whether we like it or not. No whining, no anti-female comments.

Miraculously we found a date that would work and through persistence Beamer and I got work off. When we were planning the camp out Beamer was complaining that he wanted to go somewhere new and that what he really wanted was to go camping just with Christian. Since Christian is 7,500 miles away, I didn't think he was going to make it for the weekend. We all just sat there, lethargic and bored. Planning was a disaster. But, we kept the date and the plans.

Kevin with match number nine, ten . . .

We arrived at Kolob Reservoir, awestruck from the scenic drive. Setting up camp after a good rain was interesting as my husband joked that I couldn't make a one-match fire. After several of his own failed attempts we had a blaze a-going.

Funny things happen on camp outs. Girls actually like their dads.

We came, we camped, we conquered. We stayed warm and dry and we were all in a good mood. Heaven and earth were moved for Kristina's wish, and I can attest that miracles of Biblical proportions still happen. Our camp out was proof!