One of the gifts that Bud gave the girls for Christmas was a night of camping out in our upper side yard, camping out with tent, firepit, and lots of junky camp-out food. After a trip to Kroger on Saturday night for hot dogs, root beer, potato chips, brownies and don't forget the fruit-mandarin oranges, we (yes, I had to help set the tent up even if I wasn't sleeping in it) headed up the hill to set-up camp. We pitched the tent, started the fire in the firepit and I quickly retreated down the hill along with Maddie who decided at the last minute that camping out didn't sound like that much fun (and if she slept in the house she could have Bud's spot in our bed). Destiny and Abby made multiple trips into the house for the bathroom and teeth brushing before they settled in to watch a movie on Bud's laptop. Is it really camping if you watch Space Jam on a Mac?
All was well until three a.m. when the rain started again, Bud had to go to the bathroom and they decided that their beds sound pretty comfortable. They all trooped in smelling like a forest fire. Bud hopped into bed with Maddie and I just in time for Maddie to wake up and start vomiting. But the next morning eyes smiling, they proclaimed how much they loved it and wanted to go again, possibly in Tennessee or parts further north. I will gladly support their plan, however I will be snuggling down into my comfortable bed at the nearest four (okay three) star hotel.
I am sure our neighbors loved our tent and campfire so close to their dining room window
My kids always eat a balanced diet
Warming up fireside
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