although, in the end we are terrible people, this post starts out with us being really great parents..
we wanted to get chet involved in an extracurricular activity but, since he isn't really into sports yet, we thought boy scouts might be fun.
matt has fond memories of the time he spent in boy scouts in his youth, and really wants our boys to have a love for camping and the outdoors.
sooo.. we got in touch with the scout pack in pasadena, attended the first pack meeting, got chet his scout uniform, and even went to the first function. (i will tell more about that later!)
without going into all the details, after all that, we ended up feeling like boy scouts wasn't actually the right program for chet right now. and that the fees and time were more then we wanted to commit to.
even though we had attended a few things, and gotten chet all pumped for boy scouts, we still hadn't officially joined the pack or paid the fees and were therefore able to back out.
..and we did!
worst parents ever, right?
ahhh. we were so nervous to tell chet the change of plan but, when we finally got the guts to, he was totally fine with it.
we promised him we would plan a family camping trip soon to make up for it, and that won him over.
so i took back the uniform when he was at school one day (excpet for the hat that he really likes for some odd reason!) and we are now on the hunt for a different extracurricular activity!
he did look so cute in that dorky uniform though..
as for the funcstion we attended.. it was seriously so terrible! haha
we woke up at like 3:30am to drive to a town in the middle of nowhere, called Trona, to attend this thing called gem-o-rama.
the town is sooo stinky. i honestly don't know how people live there!
the stink comes from the salt fields that the town is built around, and which the reason we were there.
we got right in the salt and brine to search for crystals, called pink halite.
some people were so good at it but we were NOT.
it didn't help that we had the worst digging tools ever!
we brought a hammer and a small crow bar - and we were competing against people with 6 foot long steel spears. not fair, really.
the boys did enjoy themselves, and i swear i wasn't so pessimistic in the moment (matt might disagree!), but we definitely won't be attending gem-o-rama again!
one of the crystals we found:
see those salty legs?
