I love camping for its ability to slow down a person’s life. There are no clocks, phone calls, Facebook, or TV to distract a person from the people or lovely things around them. I love eating food only when you’re hungry and putting the kids to sleep right when the sun goes down. The best part of camping, however, is the campfire. No, not the fire itself. If you’ve ever been camping with my husband when he builds a fire, you’ll know why I don’t love the fire. Maybe I just don’t like a forest fire. In any case, the time around a fire with friends is awesome. You get to have chats and ask real life questions of each other. Community is a necessary thing for all people and camping brings it even closer. We “do the bonding” (“The Wedding Planner” reference if you didn’t catch that).
I didn’t get to spend tons of time with my kids one-on-one, but they had fun so I’m happy. Between fire ant bites, stinging nettle, and a chef’s knife that was constantly present from our camping friends, trouble was always present. I fell much wiser now than in the past and was able to just look in my kids faces and know if they were having fun, it was all good.
This little cutie was all about walking on the tent as it was going up.
This is her element.
I should have brought bathing suits but a load of laundry later, it seems to have worked out ok :).
Little D had an encounter with stinging nettle, but thanks to some hydro-cortisone creme and a tough spirit, everything was fine.
I’ve missed having babies around…have I mentioned that?
My ever-faithful TOMS.
I love finding a random flower in the middle of the desert-scape.
Nothin’ like a good shirtless game of uno and a corn cob to make it fell like camping. Thanks for the Uno, Mrs. Bicker :)
These Target camping chairs have been awesome.
“Pig on a stick” She doesn’t look amused here but she loved it.
