Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Dying to Camp!!

Some of my most vivid memories from my childhood are from our various camping trips. We always camped several times a year. My uncle and aunt (that raised me) owned a cannery and they would always shut down for a week in July. We always went camping that week. When I was young we always went to Hocking Hills with our neighbors, whose son happened to be my very best friend. We would hike and hike and hike some more. As I got older, we would go to different state parks across Ohio and Indiana. I remember canoeing, horse back riding, and one time we even went spelunking. For the last year I've been obsessed with camping. I want to go SO bad! I want my kids to experience the great outdoors. We had great plans to go camping last summer, but I decided tent camping while 9 months pregnant might not be such a good idea. So, we never got around to it. This year we WILL camp. I WILL be done! Probably not for a week, but we will go!
On Memorial Day weekend I convinced Ben to get the tent out and set it up in the backyard. He thought I was a bit loony, but he did it anyway. We set up our "campsite" and campfire. We cooked hot dogs and s'mores. I was really worried that Adelae wouldn't sleep in the tent. At 9:00 she looked at Ben and said "Daddy, it's dark now. Can I sleep in the tent?" She crawled into her little sleeping bag and fell right asleep.
Sadly, Brinna was sick, so she and I had to sleep in the house. It rained a little bit and I didn't think the damp night air would be good for her. But, we're still counting our first little camp out a success!

1 comment:

Amber said...

Let's do it! Seriously! E-mail me some weekends that would work for a three-day, two-night stay (if that's doable).