
This past weekend we were going to go camping. We try to go at least once a year and we haven't been this year. I didn't get to go last year, I was very pregnant, so this was going to be our first time this year. But, the weather man told us it was going to rain, and I don't do camping in the rain. I have memories of going camping when I was a kid and it wasn't if it would rain, it was when it would rain. We would pack up camp and then come home and unpack in the front yard so everything could dry off.
We were all pretty bummed about not being able to go this weekend, so we tried to come up with some fun "camp-like" things to do. We had a "camp" dinner, hot dogs, burgers and corn. We made smores. And some how the idea got thrown around to sleep outside. To me that is just crazy. Why would I sleep outside when I can almost see my bed?
But Steve has memories of sleeping outside as a kid. So guess who got volunteered to camp out with the kids? They had a blast. They looked at stars, there were a few that peaked out from the clouds. They even got bit by mosquitoes. These are the things that our kids will remember.