Friday was Sean’s last day at the hospital he’s been at since we moved to Tennessee. Before he starts at the new hospital, he took this week off to enjoy and relax with his family.
So, with the Bass Pro Shop gift card his former co-workers gave him as a departing gift, he purchased some camping gear for us. This is something we have wanted to do since before having kids – we both have fond memories of camping as children, and enjoy the outdoors.
Sean’s been out roughing it when he hunts (and I do mean roughing it), but it’s been since my infamous camping trip in college, up Pike’s Peak, since I’ve been camping (though I camped with regularity even then – and I certainly don’t mean digestive regularity; camping seems to induce anything but that…).
We were both aware that camping with children would be a different experience. But we have been willing to take the risk.
Some of you know that I have been suffering from an ear infection and severe head cold since last week. And since nothing feels better on a stuffy, yet somehow, runny nose, cough and ear infection than hot, sticky, humid weather, we went camping.
We had already decided that we would take it easy the first time, more of a quick trial run, to make sure everyone actually enjoyed sleeping in a tent and being out in the woods. Our plan was to get there a little later, set up the tent, eat dinner and hang out, before going to sleep.
Really, it was a very enjoyable trip. The kids loved it. Though, I think I have the only children on earth who don’t like roasted marshmallows or s’mores… *sigh* More for me…
The only problems were: an incorrect sized cot – too small. It was like it was made for a torture chamber – every way I turned there was a metal bar. Then there was the fact that I was short a blanket. Sean let me use his. He was fine until about 3:00 am – from that point on, he just shivered. I knew he had to be cold, because even with the blanket I was chilly.
The next morning (which Abigael got started at an unthinkably early time…) we got a fire going, ate breakfast, showered (always fun with a baby and dancing daughter), and broke camp.
We got home, tired but ready to go again.
Which is where we are headed this afternoon. We’ve exchanged the cot for the proper size, and bought Sean and I some cheapy sleeping bags at Wal*mart (the kids already had some). Bikes are set to head down to the truck, along with kickballs, coloring books and any other number of assorted children’s goodies.
I still have the ear infection, still have a cough. But really, I’d be suffering with it at home too. So I might as well be out in God’s beautiful creation, soaking it in and enjoying the laughs and shouts of glee from my children and husband.
Haven’t you always heard, laughter IS the best medicine.