Camping

Last night Danny took the kids camping. There was some mushkala (how you spell that arabic word I will never know, but it means trouble, fiasco, that kind of thing). First, he took them to Field Springs and after about an hour, I got a call from him saying they were coming back to town because there had been 3 black bear sightings that day and he didn't want to let the kids run around. Uhm...duh. So they came back into town and decided to go to Hellsgate across the river. It's still in town, but it's still a fun place to set up camp. So they went, got all set up, and I met them out there at about 9:00pm. The big kids were still up and running around -- not happy.

Jamie: "Mamamamamamammamama!!! We're camping."

Mama: "oooh, sounds like fun!"

Maria: "No, we keep falling over wires." (the tent lines)

Mama: "Oh, darnit, you have to be careful, c'mon, let's go over here. ..... Jamie, watching out for that....[kerplunk]......log."

Jamie starts screaming and is actually kinda hurt.

Mama: "Oh no, well let's go sit over here and we'll wash it all off."

Jamie: "I just wanna go hommmmmmmme. I wanna watch Noggin!!! I wanna get in the car and not sleep here!"

Maria: "Well....we like rooms."

My campin' kids