May 14, 2012


Every now and then we feel a little disjointed as a family.  There seem to be programs at school every night or late night work appointments or all kinds of things that keep us from having "down time" together.  I am a HUGE believer in down time- it's why we limit after school and extra curricular activities.  So when life seemed like it was piling up and becoming too scheduled, I declared on Thursday night that on Friday we were going camping. The kids freaked out.  They LOVE camping and we hadn't been in over a year.  As I was packing every blanket that we own, the tent, the paper towels, the snacks, the fishing poles, etc. I wondered if I was nuts.  I'm still trying to figure out why it is so much work to rough it!

Finally after school and work on Friday, we loaded down the van and headed to my Granny's farm for a night under that stars.  We pitched the tent.  Kamron put new sinkers and corks on all the fishing poles and we began our adventure.  It's been years since we'd been fishing.  In fact, the last time I went fishing, it was with my Grandaddy, who passed away two and a half years ago- just before Miles came home.  Being at his pond made me miss him.  But it was incredible to talk to my kids about him and watch them enjoy my Grandaddy's pond and experience the farm in the way that I did as a child.  We had so many fun nights of camping out with my cousins when I was a kid- my Granny reading us stories in the tent and making us homemade donuts for breakfast.   Those memories flooded me and I felt so at home sharing those same experiences with my children.

Sometimes it's just nice to unplug, reconnect, and be together.  And there is nothing like all sharing a tent to bring on the togetherness!  Here are a few of the highlights:

Miles reeling in his very first fish!
He was just a wee bit proud!
Sadie with her catch.  She even baited her own hook.  Something about a girly girl putting a worm on a hook just enlarges my heart about three sizes.

 Fighting a fish is hard work!
Go Noah Go!  Fortunately, the fish were biting at warp speed!
I'm fairly certain he could not get any cuter.  He LOVED being at the pond.  Surprisingly, he turned out to be a very patient fisherman!

Then night started to fall on the farm...

There were glow sticks and lots of running around in the dark- which, I swear, is more fun than Disney Land for my kids
There was a fire.  And s'mores.  And campfire stories and lots and lots of giggling... until midnight when we finally  zipped everyone up in a sleeping bag and drifted off to sleep.

  The little ones slept like logs.  I wondered for a while if the 50 degree temps had turned them into frozen popsicles.

And before we knew it, it was morning.  Noah wakes up positively happy to be alive every. single. day.  If I didn't love him so much, it would probably be annoying.
Hello world!  What kind of trouble can we get in today????

Not as good as the homemade ones my Granny always made after camping, but these donuts were the best this busy mama could pull off.  I didn't hear any complaining!

Then it was back to the pond for a little fishing in our PJ's.  You haven't lived until you've fished in your footed pajamas.

I apparently get very giddy and pose quite awkwardly when I catch a fish.  I think that the fish and I have the same expression.

I'm adding camping and fishing to the activities that go in my arsenal for when I get stuck in mean mom mode.  It was AWESOME!  It was such a great way to reconnect and truly  listen and pay attention to the kids.  I'm hoping that this is the beginning of a great camping season for our family!

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