A few weeks ago, I realized that this coming May will signify 5 years since I started this Single Mom gig. I am shocked how fast this time has passed and it started me thinking back to the beginning ….. and our first adventure as a threesome!
I have such great memories of camping when I was a kid. We camped with other families, so there were plenty of us kids running free through the woods, the streams, the campsites. Our days were filled with exploration and fishing and swimming; Our nights were filled with roasting marshmallows and singing songs around the campfire with my Daddy and my Mom strumming guitars.
Those adventures ended when my parents separated.
I wanted my kids to have these kinds of memories, too, but instead of ending with a marriage, our adventures began at the end. Are you following this?
Knowing that their dad was moving out as soon as his new place was ready, I was looking for something they could be excited about post-D Day.
I cannot remember what my inspiration was, but I knew without a “certain someone” to nix all my grand plans, the possibilities were endless. I found a place that rented popup campers and booked a weekend in May along with a recommendation to a local lakeside campground. I also had to borrow a truck to haul the camper and who in Texas doesn’t have a truck, except me.
My mom got so excited about my plans, that she booked a camper for her and my step-dad and they joined us for the weekend.
So Friday after work, we headed to the local campsite and me and kids figured out how to set up a pop-up camper. Success!!!
We built our very own, no lighter-fluid used, camp fire and roasted hot dogs for our dinner.
We slept comfortably and I even figured out how to make a bacon and egg breakfast in that tiny little kitchen.
We took long walks to the bathrooms and had a great time checking out the amenities.
We fished with leftover hotdogs and didn’t catch a thing. The kids rode bikes and I took pictures of stuff.
We celebrated my Step Dad’s birthday, and roasted marshmallows and made S’mores.
We grilled burgers and did fun things with my camera and their little camping lanterns.
We fished some more and watched the ducks and my son accidentally threw his sister’s fishing rod into the lake trying to master his casting.
And on Sunday, we brought our first “Threesome” adventure to a close and packed up and went home.
And so began our love affair with camping……
And 6 months later, Santa (Mom) surprised the kids with our very own (used) PopUp camper!
But not before my parents ran out and bought this…..
and we became a camping family once again.
Yep, the guy with the cap and cigarette is the same little boy from the picture at the beginning…..