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.
On the drive out from Seattle, the kids informed me of a highway sign that (supposedly) forbade anyone to give a thumbs-up. I remember that Jer and I gave each other a confused look and then, just to annoy them, I found a dozen reasons to do it. "NO, MOM! The sign says DON'T do that!"
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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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| Hardcore, BR. That is hard-core. |
Oh, and what was that no-thumbs-up-on-the-highway thing all about? Turns out, the kids were right...Sort of:
2 comments:
Come again anytime!! I LOVED camping with you.
Haha that no hitchhiking sign thing had me in stitches! Kids are so funny sometimes. I'm basically the Aunt Mer of my family I guess haha. My sister and her family came out to visit my husband and I for a 2-day camping trip and we were already at the site with everything set up by the time they got there. The only thing she managed to do was buy a mountain of superfluous equipment from The Sportsman's Guide. Now I'm not against her having her own camping stuff, but she knew I had enough for all of us and she ended up just ordering the same things I had gotten only a year or so prior haha. Whatever, we still had a great time even if she is a knucklehead!
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