Camping update

I've decided camping is a lot like moving. You pack up your stuff, label it, hope to remember where you stashed something important, then set out to spend the night in a new place. Then you repeat it in 2-3 days. Maybe that's part of the general lack of appeal of camping to me. Lots of stuff gets hauled all over creation. Then when you get home and are tired, you have to clean it, air it out, then put it all back into storage. Reminds me of catering BBQ and carnying many, many moons ago.

Well, my daughter is not going camping with us. She kind of balked at not having a choice, and we did need someone to stay here with the dogs because boarding them would have been the better part of $130. So she'll be here with her grandmother and I guess they'll have a girls' weekend. I know they plan to put a ridiculously hard puzzle together that my daughter recently got. Over 1,000 pieces and they are tiny! I'm of no help on that front.

We'll get my truck loaded tonight with camping gear. My son has way more to bring than I do. And I knew he was excited about going when I told him this afternoon when he got home to go pack for camping. And he did. I only had to tell him once. Unlike getting dressed, getting shoes on, teeth brushed, hair combed, take a bath, the usual "mom" stuff.