Our daughter is my social butterfly. She's quite the talker if you're willing to listen. I can't blame her because it runs in the family. She's just taking after her mother, grandmother and great grandmother. She's a diva when it comes to her clothes and jewelry and can't resist sparkles and jewels. But she is not afraid to get dirty either when it comes to catching frogs and lizards. She's got a soft spot for any animal and wants to bring home any stray she can find
Our son is such a little ham. He stole my heart the day he was born and hasn't given it back. He is easy going, tender hearted and quite the thinker. He loves to try and "help" you, whether it's dusting, doing the laundry or changing batteries in one of the toys. He loves trucks, cars, buses, airplanes, trains, pretty much anything that moves and has an engine. He'll stop whatever he's doing if he sees anyone of them and show me.
This was my home for four days just two weeks ago. I used to like camping. Or maybe I thought I liked camping and this was the trip that finished it off for me.
There's not really one specific reason I have decided that I don't like camping anymore. Well, maybe there is ONE. It's TOO MUCH WORK! I have this huge sense of gratitude for the women and children who used to live like that. Camping in the woods without modern conveniences requires lots of manual labor...all day long.
And if I had to live like that day in and day out, I tell you, let the bears eat me. I was mentally and physically exhausted by the time we got home and that was only FOUR days.
At least the kids enjoyed every moment of it. From playing in the woods, to making pretend teepees and sitting by the campfire every chance they could, they loved it. Two other couples and their children joined us on our camping trip this year which made watching the kids a lot easier. It also caused some extra stress and annoyances too.
I kept saying next time we won't do this or we need to say that, or we need to bring this. But now if you ask me, there won't be a next time.
My husband is so upset about it, he has threatened to sell all our camping stuff. Which I know I wouldn't let him do because the kids would be crushed. But I don't think I'll join them. Unless we decided to go for 2 days and picked a different campground.
One with hot showers..and running water...and daily activities...you know...kinda like a vacation should have!