Talk about making some memories! Mom and Dad came up a few weeks ago and we took Harrison and Emerson camping on the ranch where we live. There is a perfect spot under a canopy of trees that even has a fire ring. Dad scrounged up the pup tents we used when my brother and I were little. We went camping quite often when I was growing up and Mom and Dad have kept the gear in their garage over the years hoping, I'm sure, that some day their grandchildren might be able to use it. (See...it DOES pay to be a pack rat!) Well, everything was still in working order! Dad set up the tents and stoked up a fire, Mom made cozy sleeping pallets in the tents, the kids explored and played in a fort that must have been made by the family that lived here before, and I prepared to cook hot dogs and s'mores. Harrison and Emerson colored wooden masks that morning and we read a book and did a little play by the campfire once it got dark. It was perfect.
We had a good night's sleep and awoke at about 7 the next morning. Dad got the fire going again and I cooked bacon and fried eggs for breakfast. We even had coffee in my french press! We just don't mess around! The kids had a ball. They almost enjoyed it as much as Mom and Dad and I did! I really can't wait to do this again!
P.S. Harrison was covered with chiggers the following Monday and had to go to the school nurse because he was itching so badly. Next time we go camping, I'll be sure to spray the kids down with OFF to keep those little devils at bay.