Memorial Weekend Camping Trip

For the last three years, I've taken Aaron off into the Blue Ridges, just the two of us, on a camping extravaganza of sorts. We set up a tent, throw down our sleeping bags, make some smores, catch a few fish, and just hang out together. It's something my father used to do with my brothers and I when we were younger, and it's something that I hope Aaron will pass on to his children. We leave tomorrow morning, and we get back sometime on Sunday. It's one of my favorite mini-trips. Judging from the countless stories he shares with Kate when we get back, I think it must be one of his favorite trips too.