Early in July we took a trip out to see Aunt Mer and she took us out camping.
Let me stop right there and say this. Folks: this is the VERY best way to go camping with little kids. Here's what you do: first, find yourselves an Aunt Mer (good luck), and second, start planning a camping trip together.
Meredith furnished all the gear, she pitched the tents before we even arrived at the site AND she cooked all the meals. FAN-tas-tic.
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BR had a good time on the camping trip, but it took a little while because at the start of it, he wasn't convinced it would be rustic enough. "I don't want these cars parked here and I don't like these parking lots," he complained. But then he got into some grass that was taller than his little head and he brightened up: "Now this is what I call camping!"
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Oh, and what was that no-thumbs-up-on-the-highway thing all about? Turns out, the kids were right...Sort of: