That Time We Went Camping
I'm not sure how long into this adventure I will feel like I have another answer to the casual questions from friends and family, like, "So, what did you do last week?" Went camping.
Maybe I can change it up to, "Oh, we pulled out the kids beds, then put them back again in the morning. I squeezed four and a half days worth of food into a small refrigerator and planned a week's worth of crockpot meals. Oh, yeah, I also noticed on Thursday that the black tank was on F, so I emptied it and sprayed it out. We're good now."
I'm selling this like a boss.
I'm mostly being sarcastic, because I really like this living, this season of togetherness. I don't like the days when it's time to pack up and hook up. I don't like the stress of driving down the road, knowing that if we miss our turn, a u-turn is impossible, and then parking at a new RV park that seems like it may barely fit our rig. I don't like only one working washing machine in the park bath house. I don't like tornado warnings. But there is a lot I do like.
I love that when Rob had a week of classes at Liberty University, we just rolled on out with him to a nearby campground and made a week's vacation of it for the rest of us. We stayed by a lake and spent many a moment like this:
Sometimes they were right side up.
We also visited the Appomattox Court House National Park, where 150 years ago, Robert E. Lee surrendered to Ulysses S. Grant, the beginning of the end of the Civil War. We loved our time there! We learned more about the Civil War in three hours--the 95 degree temps shortened our visit some--than a week's worth of book learning.
|Rosy is not subtle in her disdain for the sitting and the listening.|
|But she loves the seeing and the doing and the touching. Here we are inside the very room where the tides turned for our country towards No Secession and No Slavery.|
|On the doorstep of the McLean house, in whose foyer Lee and Grant met to sign the terms of Lee's surrender, April 9, 1865. 150 years isn't that long ago. No wonder our country's wounds are still healing.|
|Because I heart barns. I especially heart old, lovingly restored barns.|
|The courthouse was remodeled as a spectacular museum, filled with wonderfully displayed Civil War artifacts.|
|I took full advantage of the spirit of peaceful surrender and renewed unity. Mark this day, you two.|
|Look, Ma! No snow pants!|
|Their post-run grins made my heart so happy. I love collecting smiles.|
|Rosy wins first prize for pushing through the uncomfortable heat to have fun and look adorable.|
|Gabe gets the award for looking the fiercest trying to pick up speed.|
|Seth was champion of "Making the Most Noise Laughing and Whooping Down Each slide." He also received an honorable mention for running back up the mountainside as fast as he could to get in as many tube rides as possible in the hour we were allotted.|
In all, we had a great week. (Rob might disagree, since he spent most of his week sitting in a class. Someone has to be the grown-up.)
Camping for the win!