We had a great time camping this weekend, despite cracks from the other families about our enormous tent. The smell of "Off", the early morning sound of tent zippers, smoke from the campfire...it really brought back memories of camping with my family as a child. The only thing we didn't have was Tang. My Mom was the Queen of Tang. At home, she was Health-Food-Granola-and-Make-Your-Own-Yogurt-Mom. But for camping...she brought out the good stuff.
There was a little pond and boat so the kids were able to enjoy that, as well as just general running around and acquiring layers of mud. I hope we're able to go again soon and get lots more use out of that colossal tent.
Thanks, Jenia, for the pictures! Kevin may not be too crazy about the one with his eyes closed, but it's the only one with any of our kids in it!