Oh, y’all. I am spent.
I think my lazy rear end got soft over the winter.
Three days in the sun and the wind about did me in.
I mean, don’t get me wrong, mild temperatures, sunset over the lake, wading in the (FREEZING!) water, boat riding, butterfly catching, deer watching, sitting by the water and reading while your kids just soak in the very best of life, it was wonderful, but I am dead. DOG. tired.
Here’s are the highlights:
Water+tent+well worn sheets = rock-a-bye-baby-in-the-tree-tops kind of sleeping. The five us, piled up on our air mattresses, with the stars above us, and the sound of the water lapping just a few feet away, was just about heaven. I mean, I’m pretty certain it would get old at some point, but then so would chocolate cake, and I haven’t turned down a slice yet, you know?
Speaking of food… is it just me, or does every little thing taste better when you are camping? Maybe it is the fact that my husband does most of the cooking when we’re camping, or maybe it is just that you work up such an appetite romping around in the wild, but whatever it is, even a peanut butter sandwhich just tastes better outside.
And yes, there was a good bit of romping. The very self same children who will not venture one big toe into the bathtub if the temperature is not just so, will flop belly first into a FUH REEZING lake like it ain’t no thang. Go figure.
Because I am the mom though, and it is my sworn duty to annoy the pants off my children, I insisted that the boys did their reading, math and handwriting at a picnic table. Honestly though, I think they learned a lot more from watching the mallard chase away the goose only to be chased by the black swan (why is it black? Do they come in other colors? Is it rare? Do the other swans make fun of it?). Or by noting that the grass was all bent and crushed in one area, and pondering the reasons why (only to find a big bunch of deer there the next morning) or watching the space shuttle pass overhead at exactly 8:35, and wondering if the people on board could see the big dipper too, or how come it starts in Houston and lands in Florida, and do they carry it back on trucks or just build a new one, and does the Space Station have a Wii, and and and…
It might have looked a little like vacation, but eager young minds NEVER take a day off. Oh to have that energy…
I think I might sleep for the next two straight days!
Have a wonderful weekend, friends, and come on back Monday… I feel a contest coming on…