Since the camping trip was a last-minute change in plans, and Hubby didn't feel well still, I was worried that the trip would be a fiasco. Thankfully, it went as smoothly as it could have gone. The weather was perfect, our friends also had a great time, and nobody got any more seriously injured than a scraped knee.
By the second day, Hubby was healthy again. We roasted marshmallows, and heated Bean's milk over the campfire. All of us hiked up the Butte, and spent some time playing on the playground. We even took the dog, who has grown out of some of his puppy ways, although not all of them!