There were vague plans earlier to try a Family Camping Trip this past weekend. It would have been the first time the Little Woman has been camping in a Very Long Time, the first time we’d use the new Tent, the first time Katcha would have gone camping ever (and he’s just recently become Reliably Housebroken Overnight), and we’d have to find someone to watch Nicki since she’s 14 now and really wouldn’t Enjoy the Whole Thing. (Lucy would have been Fine, so she would have gone with us.) All in all, it was decided that camping without the camping out part would be the way to go.
“But how can you do that,” you ask? “Camp without the camping out? That makes no sense. And what’s with the Random Capital Letters this week?”
It’s easy. We did all the camping out stuff, only when it was time to go to sleep we were at home, so it was beddy-bye time with actual beds. And I just Wanted To. You can stop reading now if it Bothers You.
When we got up Saturday morning, we headed out to the Wilderness of Dayton. They have a good set of Parks, Dayton does. We went to Sugarcreek MetroPark which was the third time there for me and Soupo, but the first time for the Little Woman and Katcha. It was a nice little walk (hike really, since I had Stick and Soupo had his MiniStick) and we saw the old trees (The Three Sisters, three 550+ year old trees all growing in a fenced in area. Well, two are growing and one is pretty much dead.) and the Tree Tunnel (which is a line of Osage Orange trees that grow over the trail and make a tunnel- it’s neat-o), and then we just walked around some. We were doing pretty well too, until Katcha’s legs got tired. It made for a long 20 minutes getting back to the car with his tired legs.
Then we went Home and had Lunch.
“Wait,” you say. “That’s just a little hiking. That’s not nearly enough stuff to count as camping.”
Shut up. I’m getting to the other part.
Earlier, like in February, I got one of those “Backyard Fireplace” thingies (from Target, natch) while it was on Clearance and a couple of weeks ago I put it together. I fired that bad boy up and we cooked hot dogs over it for Dinner. Hot dogs cooked over an open fire, that’s the Heart and Soul of Camping. Then, for dessert, we had S’mores. See? More camping-related stuff. Hiking, a weenie roast (SpellCzech said that sould be “Winnie roast” which wouldn’t be as nice) and S’mores.
If we wanted to go All Out, we could have set up the new Tent in the backyard and slept out there. But we didn’t mention this Option to the boys, so when they got tired, they went inside and had a bath (they were both sweaty, sticky things that smelled of wood smoke) and went to bed. They must have been really tired too from all the day’s fun. They slept in until 8:30 Sunday instead of getting up at their regular 8:00.
Only a Parent could call 8:30 “sleeping in”. But sometimes you just have to take what you can get.