I honestly can't say that this was my most favorite camping trip. I came home very tired and had a negative attitude, but now 24 hours later I do have a better attitude. I'll list the things I did not enjoy and then get on to the good.
The not so good:
1. The drive up the mountain. I hate steep rough roads, and that is exactly what we had to drive on to get to our camping place.
2. We were really roughing it without even pit toilets.
3. Naomi & Matt took a tumble on the ATV.
4. There were bugs everywhere.
5. It rained partly on Saturday.
The good:
1. We kept the tradition of making up names for each of us and put them on our cups. Mine was "Nervous Nellie" Dad was "The Old Man"
2. Cousins had plenty of play time with each other.
3. Naomi & Matt weren't hurt in their ATV tumble.
4. We got some exercise taking lots of walk.
5. I took lots of pictures and here are a few of my favorites.
Matt & family and we got their first and had to let Sarah & family know where we were camping. Our resident artist, Naomi, made a sign and Rocket posed for the camera while we were waiting for them.
Roxanne & Elise road for a short trip sitting on the ice chest.
6. I learned two things on this trip. One is that Naomi fits in a 3 year old's car seat. The other is that LOL means laugh out loud. I had thought it meant lots of luck.
7. We built a really big fire with a tree stump that Naomi & Tim found.
8. Everyone helped with cooking chores.
9. There is always a funny face inside Rocket and sometimes we are lucky enough to catch it on film.
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2 comments:
Except for the one time when you cried, you did a really good job acting like you were having a good time... I had no clue this wasn't your favorite camping trip ever.
I don't fit COMFORTABLY in a three year old car seat... and I didn't know you took my picture.
You ought to give Sarah more credit for the chores. The picture of me and Rocket helping out is pretty deceiving because Sarah did way more than us.
This post did make me LOL.
Next time, keep reminding yourself that those dirty kids aren't your responsibility. It always puts a smile on my face when I see a child that is in desperate attention of a parent, but it's not my child and not my responsibility.
One of these days we'll have to join up with you for a camping trip. Although, I think I'm with you. I would at least like a toilet and a sink to wash my hands.
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