Camping

The kid has been begging me to take her camping for the past two years...something I've been putting off and putting off.  Okay, camping is not exactly my idea of fun.  So I finally got a tent, set one up in the yard last night and invited her friends over.  We had a campfire and made smores, which they loved.  Then we played hide-n-seek in the dark, which they also loved.  Finally, it was time to go to bed, so they brought games and books out to the tent.  They stayed in it about an hour and then I heard the back door creak open.  The kid walked into my room with this panicked look on her face and said, "Uh, mom...We just CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE OUT THERE!!!!" 

I was laughing so hard because can you imagine if I really took her camping?  At the same time I was soooo relieved that she didn't like it because that leaves me TOTALLY off the hook!  (Today I asked her what her thoughts were of her first camping experience and she goes, "I HATED IT!  I never want to do that again...I mean sleep in a tent...but can we still make smores?")

So I went back to bed and told them to go to bed.  12:30 in the morning comes around and I wake up to a little face staring at me.  The kid says, "Mom, where are my bras?  Oh, by the way, it's 12:34 in the morning."  SERIOUSLY????  They wanted to dress up in their bras at 12:30 am????  And they woke me up to do it?  I told her to go to bed and rolled over.  Well, this morning MY bras were all over the living room.  I guess that's what I get for leaving out a basket of laundry. 

What an interesting night and exhausting day...I'm ready for bed already!!!!