We (Parker & I, I=Jason) went to father and sons with our ward. It was a fun experience; Parker enjoyed himself and it was nice to be in the great outdoors. I didn't want to drive so I conned Bro. Offen into taking us with him. Bro. Offen and his son, Zach, are great and their company definitely made the trip more enjoyable. It was good for Parker too because Bro. Offen helps out in nursery and Parker already likes him a lot, and Parker doesn't like very many grown-ups.
Rather than bore you readers with the needless details I'll just give the fun stories. The camping trip was at Stoneman Lake, about 1 1/2 hours north of Phoenix. A few miles after the turn off you hit dirt road and a T-intersection. Typical of most Father and Sons weekends there were a myriad of paper plates plastered over the forest service sign. After 30 seconds of perusing we got a bit frustrated that we couldn't find our ward. Then we noticed the 4'x6' (that's feet) blue highway sign that read: "Cactus Lane Camping ->" Our Elder's Quorum president owns a sign company that makes and installs highway signs. We felt like idiots that we didn't see it right away - but everyone expects to see a paper plate for these things. Turns out others had the same issue so I didn't feel so bad.
Parker had fun and got to experience guy stuff that he doesn't get at home. He enjoyed throwing things in the fire, although he never wanted to get very close. He really liked roasting marshmellows, he got to try hot chocolate (not often served in Phoenix for you outsiders), and took a huge step toward manhood - peeing standing up. I was so proud of the little guy. He even got to play a little wiffleball although he didn't really get it. I'll have to work on this one a bit if he is to maintain the wiffleball legacy, but we have time.
A few pictures of the event:
Bro Offen and his son Zach (pre-departure). Thanks again for taking us.
Parker and I ready to go. Parker doesn't know what he is in for.
Parker is such a good kid. He sat in almost complete silence for the full 2 hour drive with only a book or two to play with.
Parker really enjoyed the tent: setting it up, being inside, all of it. I tried to put him to bed around his regular bed time. So we got in the tent, put on his pj's, read a couple books, and went through the rest of the bedtime routine. He snuggled up in his sleeping bag and just layed there smiling. I would pretend to sleep to see if that would help him. But every time I opened my eyes he was just laying there smiling at me. Then I would smile and laugh, and he would laugh. After 30 minutes of this hilarity I gave up and took him back out to the camp fire to get more worn out. Eventually we both got tired and went to bed.
One of the fathers brought a horse trailer and horses. Parker wanted to go look at them off and on but wouldn't pet them.
Parker enjoying some breakfast. You may be wondering what that strange floating plate is to his right. Believe it or not there is a camouflage chair there supporting that plate. I think everyone should have such a chair for camping and hunting. But a word to the wise - once you set it up always leave something conspicuous on it (like a white paper plate) or you may never find it again.
Parker exploring.

Parker and I about to head home.
I really think the experience brought us closer together. I look forward to many more of these with my wonderful boy.