I used to be a camping snob. In kind of a backwards way. I thought unless you tent camped, you weren't really camping. You know, you were just weenie camping. That was back when I only had six children ;)
Then, I got pregnant with Grace, and had a pretty serious hemhorrage while I was pregnant. I was released back to "light to normal" activity right as fall was beginning, but somehow tent camping with six kids and being pregnant didn't sound quite like something I should be doing.
Enter the pop up. It was great. Not super weenie like those mini-condo RVs. It still fell under the category of "roughing it." Sort of. I still suffered minor twinges of guilt when I would tell people we liked to camp. But gee, traveling in general with a pile of kids is not exceptionally easy, add to that preparing meals, dealing with laundry, etc. in an outdoor setting and I still felt that we qualified. At least a bit.
So for the past year and a half we camped in the pop up. And the best part was that while we used to only camp twice a year, we suddenly started camping almost once a month except for during the winter. Camping is super great for family time, and probably the best part for me is that I don't feel like I should be doing something. I can
be lazy relax.
So when this Spring began we started looking ahead. We really enjoyed going somewhere every month, but we really wanted to go further. As in the mountains. I've never been West. (Unless you count that layover in Texas when I went on a mission trip to Mexico. I guess technically I've been West, but an airport in Dallas doesn't really count. In my opinion, anyway.) But the pop up takes awhile to set up and even longer to pack back down, so it wasn't really a viable option for a multiple stop trip. So we sold it. For a lot more money than we bought it for, actually, which was definitely a bonus. And then we started watching craigslist for (gasp) a camper. After some waiting we found one that just happened to be listed by a guy Glen has done some work for. So he gave us a great deal.
So now we have a travel trailer. As in one with a kitchen, and two sets of bunk beds, and a pull out sofa, and a separate "room" for Glen and me. And the table makes into a bed too! But guess what! It's big enough that we don't even have to take down the table at bedtime, we can leave it up the entire time! Trust me, when you've been trying to get 9 people to bed in a space where you can hardly squeeze past each other this is a Very Big Deal. We even have enough room to just hang out and play games if it's rainy. I can wash dishes, cook an actual meal, and we can even leave the pack and play set up. And it has a bathroom with a shower. This is also a Very Big Deal when you have lots of little people needing to potty. Trust me.
Since it's so big, we wanted to take it somewhere close by the first time to make sure
we didn't get stuck didn't crash into anyone weren't going to end up in a ditch Glen could handle it easily. So this past weekend we went to a campground about an hour away that's right on a lake. My sister even stopped by one night. It was lovely. Beautiful weather, and we were right by the playground and swimming area. I lost track of how many Scrabble Slap, Chess, and Uno games I played. Grace and I even took a nap on the beach by the lake. And we didn't even crash into anything.
So there. I confess. We are now full fledged weenie campers. And I don't care one little bit. You can make fun of me. I can take it. :)
What are you doing this summer?