Over the weekend we cram packed our truck with various camping gear and headed into the great wilderness. It was the first time we were brave enough to camp since the children were born. We hired our babysitter to take care of our dogs (you though I was going to say kids, didn’t you!) to lessen the chaos of our trip. I did feel guilt over this, as in their puppyhood they both loved camping, but it just felt too overwhelming to manage eight paws and four little feet. Plus our tent is not big enough for all that madness.
We were the first to arrive at the campsite and it was shortly after we “made” camp that Husband locked the keys in the truck with the headlights on. Bummer. No worries as we have AAA and they were true to their word about showing up in an hour or two. Our friends showed up a bit later and we all hung out around the campfire eating these.
The boys were beyond tired and were asleep minutes after getting tucked into the tent.
Other than the horrible nastiness that ensued many, many times that involves taking boys camping that are in various stages of being potty trained, the trip was a success. I only completely lost my mind once and that was at the very end of the trip. We did some canoeing, hiking, berry picking, and general lounging around a smoky campfire eating your typical camping fare. My favorite meal was french toast with freshly picked red wild huckleberries drizzled with fireweed honey. Yummy!!
I think we just may brave the wilderness again this summer.