Camp Meme Day 4, Knives and cooking

Today at Camp Meme we went to Degray State Park to hear a lecture from a ranger-interpreter about knives. I thought since I was dealing with boys, that they would appreciate this part of Camp Meme. After all if you lived in the colonial era you would have to have a knife to help you with all kinds of things. One of the things I am always looking for are crafts for boys. These boys like to do crafts, but it seems that most of the crafts I find are geared for girls or are really non "real life" crafts. I try to get things for them to do that will last longer than a ride home in the car.
Wy seems interested and seemed to know a lot about the knives that were presented. The lecture was "What is the best knife to have for survival?" There were big knives, little knives, pointed knives and blunt end knives. Wy was of course knowledgeable about so many and how they were used in military campaigns.

But, I wasn't prepared for how much this young one was enthralled with the knives. He must have spoken out a dozen times as the interpreter asked questions. He couldn't keep his eyes off the wonderful world of knives.

The heat gets everyone and thank goodness for brothers.

One must look at the gadgets that accompany knives. A compass could help you find your way out of the woods.

Did you ever see such love? This picture takes the cake. Do you see how his eyes sparkle at the ability to hold this knife. It was like he was looking at his one true love. His future wife should read this blog.

"Wow, just look at all this gear!" You could really go hunting and get all kinds of animals with these. Ok, girls I always said this to my daughters "Don't work to pay for his bass boat." So if you have a daughter about 4 or 5 tell her not to work to pay for his knives.

I had to call a halt to all the knife wielding. On the outside I was just as calm as could be, but on the inside I was thinking "YIKES." I didn't dare turn my back, but both boys were careful as young boys can be. Still they were "nervousing me."

We ate lunch in the cafe and Obi took us into the belly of the workplace so the boys could see the great dishwasher that cleans in a matter of minutes.

Obi shows the boys how it gets done.

A time for baseball is a summer must.

We had reservations for a cruise on the lake, but a thunderstorm cancelled it. The nap that was supposed to have happened earlier obviously happened in the car.

Go Yankees. One of the things I admire about the male species is the loyalty to a team. Women just don't seem to have that same loyalty. The only way a woman is loyal to a team is if she percieves it as her family. The men I am around are loyal to a team that will never know them or have a 'relationship' with them. I don't mean that members of the teams aren't appreciative of loyal fans, but they know that they themselves will never know on a personal basis all the fans. And yet men are still loyal to those teams. I love that about men.

So instead of going on the cruise the red box delivered a movie. The fact that these two stand so much alike is really weird.

Time to make apple pie. "Wait don't eat the apples we gotta cook those."

The lessons we learned at the knife lecture were used in cutting the apples for the pie.

Paying attention is one of the most important points of cutting with a knife.

Now we can mix the sugar and get ready to cook those apples. Remember we must wear our hats to cook.

Mmmm looks good.

Let me show you how to do this.

The pie will take 1 hr and 30 mins to cook, so it is time for the reading of Wilderness Journey and to see if Flan can survive the river raft.

Then watch the movie Bedtime Stories.

End of day 4 at Camp Meme.