All growing up we went camping two or more times every summer. Personally I enjoy camping, I love it. I made it clear to my husband when we were getting married that camping was part of the package of marrying me. On the other hand my sister HATES camping. Her husband (my brother-in-law) loves camping. She has agreed to go on one family campout a year.
We joined in on my family camping fun. My husband wasn't feeling well and stayed at my parent's home while I took the kiddos up north.
Grandpa and my brother-in-law went finding in the morning. While my sister and I took our children down to the creek and played in the water. I brought back a bunch of memories. We had gone to the same campgrounds that we stomped as children. We use to play in the same creek.
Now our children have run and played where we did.
My parents went camping too.
I think everyone enjoyed the overnight trip to the woods.
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