CAMPING

Last summer was our first ever family camping trip. We had so much fun and created some really great family memories. You know, smores with reeses peanut butter cups, popcorn over the fire, jumping tree frogs, sand between your toes, fishing, biking, tubing. It was even so cold and wet one trip that we stayed in our jammies, threw everything in the van and came home. But the kids are still talking about that trip! We had a raccoon visit our camp one night and eat through our styrofoam cooler. Daddy spotlighted the raccoon with a flashlight. This animal was huge - more like a bear cub. Kind of scary and creepy too. But all in all we liked it so much we are planning several camping trips this summer too.

As Dad was cleaning out some camping supplies he came across our camping stove.

Speedy asks, "Is there a dead animal in that stove?"

(I refuse to believe this is a direct comment on my cooking, but rather a misunderstanding. Or at least I hope it was. In my experience, animals do not usually offer themselves up for use as dinner. And I have never seen one crawl onto the stove to be cooked. Furthermore, the raccoon from last summer to which Speedy refers would never have fit in our small camping stove)