Today we went to the desert to play in the great big sandbox! What I would give to have the energy of the kids! They ran up and down the dunes without any trouble at all. We built a campfire and took Pizza Hut for dinner. While we were sitting there we looked over and saw a caravan of camels walking by. There had to be 50 of them. Babies, Mommas, black ones, white ones, some with blankets over them, every kind of camel you ever could wish for. After watching them cross below us, Brad, Cairo, Jack and I hopped in the Jeep to get a closer look. When we got really close we saw the owners there. They called Brad over and they spoke. Before long, the guy moved a baby camel away from it's mother (where it was having a nice drink of milk). The guy started milking the camel into a bowl and the mother camel was so mad! She started kicking him like crazy. The man persisted and as I watched, amused, from the car, I thought Brad is going to have to drink that now after all that trouble..Sure enough. The man offered it to Brad and then to Cairo who had joined Brad out of curiosity. They both took a nice sip of fresh warm camel milk! Jack and I had a great laugh.. I am so proud of them, especially Cairo for her sense of adventure and willingness to try ANYTHING! That may likely be a characteristic I grow to hate. Of course by the time all of this happened I had sand in my camera and could capture NO PHOTOS of the whole thing so you just have to take my word for it...Now I may need that new Canon Rebel I've been wanting....
