We went tent camping this past weekend with our fam and hubby’s brother’s fam. As I lay awake looking at the sky on Friday night, I was pondering how I could possibly survive the whole time. After I finally drifted off I woke up to footsteps near my head and I pondered finding a nearby motel. It turns out that the “footsteps” were actually scampering and a racoon stole our marshmallows out of a plastic tote (with a lid!).
I discovered a few things…
I can hike higher and longer than I thought.
I can handle watching my 9 year old learn to use an ax.
I can survive without a shower and wash my hair under a spigot in the ground AND let it air dry without even combing it!
Camping with my family is really fun!