Spencer went for a swim with Sister Schneider

After our campout in May, we had vowed never to camp in the heat in Texas again, but our sense of duty got the best of us. After all, Teressa is the second councilor in the Young Women's presidency, and it had been her idea to have a campout to help foster unity among the girls—she had just been hoping to hold it earlier in the year. This time we left Mason home with friends and brought just Spencer and Sam.

On this trip I discovered that camping with a group of girls is not exactly my idea of communing with nature. As we arrived we were greeted by the sound of girls singing popular music at the top of their lungs, and apparently their goal was volume rather than proper pitch. Eventually they were convinced that the other visitors to the campground had come to listen to the sounds of nature rather than an impromptu concert and they quieted down.

That night was windy. The good news was that the wind cooled things down. (Teressa didn't even have to break out her battery powered fan.) But the wind did make plenty of noise as the tents were billowing back and forth. I was tired enough that I could have slept through just about anything, and when Spence finally fell asleep, he was fine until morning. Teressa on the other hand, hardly slept at all, and she wasn't the only one. Lack of sleep was a common complaint among camp the next morning.

On Saturday most of us went out for a 4.5 mile hike. The terrain on the hike was rough for part of the trail, so Teressa stayed back with the boys. There is talk of making this a once a year tradition for the Young Women of the ward, but I suspect that Teressa will vote that I stay home with the boys. Then she can just relax and sing popular music at the top of her lungs.