home, at last...

We have just returned from our annual family camping trip. I keep telling myself that as my youngest son gets older, this trip will become easier and easier...WRONG. Camping with two young boys is an endurance test. We did have lots of fun and good weather. There were highlights, like canoeing and my eldest catching his first fish. But boy, there were low points, too. I felt as though my fellow campers must have labelled my husband and I as the Nazi-parents as we seemed to be always nagging the kids. All the mundane things were a challenge for my boys....eating, getting ready in the morning, getting ready for bed, etc. They were great for the 'camping activities", but everything else....no way. C told me that when he gets bored his brain does funny things that make him misbehave. Good try! I tried to explain that life is not one exciting event after another. The "filler" between events is boring, but everyone has to do it. I have to sometimes remind myself of this as well.
I know next June, when I am booking this camping trip again I will have forgotten all of this @$^#*, and I will be eager to get on the road again...