Sunday, August 4, 2013
I have decided I hate camping.
Even Tim this year, said "Why do we do this?"
It is so much work with seven children, and yet my children are why we do camp. They LOVE it and I do love seeing them outside all day, exhausted and happy at bedtime.
We headed to Cypress Hills this past weekend for a family reunion. There were thirty of us there, ranging from age 3 to 90. We do this every year, and every year, everyone comes. My Oma is 90 and suffers from dementia. She can barely see or hear. She doesn't know who most of us are anymore. But she was sitting there in her lawn chair and she looked at us all and said, "This is all my family?". This alone, made it worth going.
I think I just about froze to death on this trip. Our Alberta weather is so unpredictable, you never know what you are going to get. We actually packed it up one day early and went to my parents for the last night. We did take kids and go on a 8.2 KM hike to Horseshoe Canyon. The kids walked the whole way and didn't complain until the very end. Silas had some trouble with his foot when walking downhill and Tim had to carry him a lot. I really need to focus on getting mobility in that little foot of his before school starts.
I had a friend tell me yesterday that I don't seem like the camping type. I told her I AM the camping type if the weather is 30 degrees everyday, I am in my trailer (where the bears and cougars can't get me) with my heater, my air conditioner, my full bathroom, my feather bed and my duvet.