Thursday, June 3, 2010

Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh

The rules of the Year of No Fear go like this:

  1. If a new opportunity is offered, it has to be tried out. Just once.
  2. Rule #1 may be broken if it poses a threat to safety, sanity, finances, or marital harmony. It can also be reconsidered if one's neighbor-in-law declares it more dangerous than driving Hwy 140. *wink*
  3. Rule #2 does not apply to *irrationalizations such as a fear of public embarrassment. Clearly.
  4. *I just made that word up. Google says otherwise, but and back me up. (What nerd? Where?)
  5. If Rule #1 is carried out with unsatisfactory results, the aforementioned opportunity may be freely rejected at all subsequent offerings.
I am hereby Rule #5-ing cold-weather camping.

Had a great time. Not doing it in 40 degrees again.

But on to the good times!

Looky! My whole family held still for a picture? Would you like an 8x10, Mom?

Hee hee!

Oh my stars, he posed for ANOTHER snapshot! Note to self: get a large, dead fish for the next family picture.

I may have done just a leetle bit of fretting grumbling doomsaying voicing my concerns about the forecast for rain before we left. Mr. B pretty much ignored me until we were on the road, and then assured me that I would be "the dryest, happiest wife that ever went camping," and to leave it to him. So I did. And he was right! Check out our campsite!

The girls LOVED scaling the fish!

Ok, one of them did.

(And THANK YOU, Mr. B, for not Rule #1-ing me on the whole fish-cleaning process!)

The nights were just cold. And yes, I thought sadly of pioneer mothers and children, and said many prayers of thanks for sleeping bags and blankets and hats. And woke up every 30 minutes to make sure this guy was still under blankets:

Thank you, US Air Force and military-issue sleeping bags:

Perk of camping: it's totally OK to look like this:

Mrs. F, we LOVED the cresent-rolls-on-sausages-on-a-stick breakfast! Thanks for the yummy idea!

Also, props to Mrs. G and Mrs. R for the hip new s'mores idea! Even the skeptics loved them:

Another perk of camping: Undying love for home, sweet home, and children who are too tired to fight bedtime. Or intrusive feet.


Mandi said...

Love this post! Looks like a great trip. ('cept for that really really cold part)

Kay said...

Cold Weather Camping??? I'm just trying to even enjoy the thought of the whole camping thing in general...forget cold weather!

daniellef said...

Oh this post is so great! Way to live it up with your family, I'm all about trying things at least once...especially those marshmallow Reeces things! mmm!!!, about the cold? I feel like you and I have BOTH been there and done that with college!! So I'm good thanks :)

Jill said...

so glad you had fun! You didn't try roasting Starbursts though!? We do S'mores with Reese's and S'mores with striped shortbread cookies but we've never combined the two. YUM!

Liz said...

I love your five rules! And the s'mores with reeses look absolutely delicious.

LCM said...

Those ARE amazing new s'mores!

c jane said...

Extra points to your children for brushing their teeth while camping. I am pretty sure the pioneers didn't have that luxury either.

Mrs. B said...

Mandi - aw, thanks!

Kay - you make up for your reluctance to camp by being willing to try EVERYTHING else!

Danielle - we do have that in common! Does that mean I get to go to NYC too?

Jill - You're right. Starbursts are on the shopping list for next time.

Liz - Welcome! Seriously - go try a reeces s'more asap!

LCM - I'll never go back to grahams.

Cjane - (playing it cool like I didn't gasp when your comment hit my inbox) - Oddly, a couple of the kids actually asked to brush their teeth. They are so weird.

Amelia said...

Hi there! I am bloghopping behind Cjane.

Two things: 1. I love to camp. I thought I married someone who loved to camp, but it turns out that he only likes to camp once a year at a family reunion (and last year we didn't get to go because we were having a baby). SO these pictures really make me camp hungry. 2. And speaking of hungry, those smores look fabulous! I once tried to convince the marshmallow companies to make chocolate-filled marshmallows, so the chocolate would melt while the marshmallow was being roasted, but they wouldn't listen to me because I wasn't an employee. The fancy smores your family had makes me realize I was not thinking outside the box (however, feel free to invent my idea if you want).

Now I need to go beg my husband for a camping trip...

bestgrandkidsever said...

I'm SO impressed you got a comment from cjane! Although I may have more in common with her mother who I think is totally cool. And thanks, no 8x10 of that picture, but maybe one of the petting farm!

Just Me said...

Your pictures makes me want to go camping... but I suppose I should wait until my kids are old enough to do their own laundry... and scale their own fish.