<p>That pie does sound good!</p>
<p>jym - Just kidding!
;)
(but dibs on 6969)</p>
<p>That pie does sound good!</p>
<p>jym - Just kidding!
;)
(but dibs on 6969)</p>
<p>Here’s what SBmom gets to do this weekend!</p>
<p>I get to go camping with littlest S and two classes of 4th graders! S’mores, flashlight tag, softball, fishing, The Works. Guessing there will be at least one bee sting, several skinned knees, disgusting bathrooms, and general overall filth, too. </p>
<p>My S is SO excited!! He’s spinning around the house like a pinball right now… one of those times you wish your kid came with a “pause” feature and a remote control!</p>
<p>The trip is organized through school. One of the instructions on the info sheet said “no alcohol.” BWAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Yeah, right! I’m thinking maybe halcyion would be appropriate?</p>
<p>Joyous feature of trip: I get to share a tent with my son, the world champion sleep-disrupter. I’d put him up against ANYONE. Seriously, a month with him would prompt immediate confessions at Guantanamo. For some reason he likes to get a foothold into a nearby body and then PUSH, STRETCH, WRITHE. And the little sucker is STRONG! </p>
<p>Philosophically, I’m a “family bed” mom. I love to snuggle up. So we started out that way with littlest S, but abandoned it when I began to realize that waking up every morning HATING him was a bad long range plan.</p>
<p>I jokingly told my older son I was planning to bring a sleeping pill for myself and he (being familiar with his bro’s aerobic sleeping style) said, “yeah and maybe you should bring another one for (little brother).”</p>
<p>Oh, and it is supposed to rain all weekend, at least in Nj! I too am of the family bed philosophy, but my 9 year old does the arm lock! Grabs on to my left arm and won’t let go! ( Halcyon, BAD DRUG! but thats another story) </p>
<p>I too have done this camping trip with daughter, lots of laughs, many good memories.</p>
<p>have a great time!</p>
<p>SBmom: have fun on that camping trip. My last cub scout camping trip:</p>
<p>Kids (mostly me) dump chili in big pot over open fire pit.</p>
<p>Kids watching it, flailing around with sticks.</p>
<p>I notice one kid sort of absentmindedly flicking dirt into chili with stick.</p>
<p>Chili served for dinner. :eek:</p>
<p>Need toothbrush. Bad.</p>
<p>Back when I was in Girl Scouts we used to bring a little bit of wine (1/4 cup or so) on camping trips that we put in our stew and spaghetti sauces. Don’t suppose that would fly any more!</p>
<p>A little bit of wine will not be enough. :)</p>
<p>My son’s first boy scout hike, hubby went along. Hubby managed to step on a bees nest next to the trail. Screaming running boys everywhere. Many kids stung. Huge disaster.</p>
<p>Hubby was never asked to go along on a Scout event again… I think he planned it that way.</p>
<p>Mootie and I would bring our hand held devices and browse Sinner’s Alley for virtual vino from the outback…</p>
<p>Except I don’t have any such thing, being mostly a tech talker and not a tech doer:(</p>
<p>And you may be right. A little wine will not be enough. Virtual wine will not be enough. Did they prohibit marijuana? That’s what we did on camping trips when I was a kid.</p>
<p><em>shocked gasps all around</em></p>
<p>I confess I could never do that family bed thing, despite my philosphical adherence to the concept and nursing children until kindergarten. My D made noises literally like a pig all night long and my son insisted on crawling, in his sleep, up to the top of the bed and curling himself around my head as though he were a little cat. I would wake up, pull him down to my side, only to wake up god knows how much later with a, well, an Aluson hat on my head. Sounds cute when I tell the story. Did not feel cute when I would wake up in the morning with burning eyeballs from lack of sleep. Phew. Look forward to grandchildren.</p>
<p>Another mom who believed that Hateful Motherhood was not a good plan. DS was nicknamed the Squirmy Worm by DH and moi. On those rare occasions when he would crawl into our bed, I would go off to the guest room. More important that I be a wakeful, happy, loving mom the next day than a sleep-deprived hag. DH could somehow sleep through it.</p>
<p>No wine, SBMom. Just om-m-m-m-m. You can do it.</p>
<p>“DH could somehow sleep through it.”</p>
<p>O chromosome…</p>
<p>Always looked forward to morning snuggles with W and the wee ones, but they (the kids) spent the night in their own beds.</p>
<p>Whenever my h was out of town when the kids were little, one of them always came in late in the night and asked to sleep with me. Only one - I always wondered if they drew straws or something! No one ever wanted to sleep with h, he snores like a lion all night. I like it (and boy, isn’t he lucky!!), because it’s like white noise and a vibrator all in one, hahaha.</p>
<p>No wine for your camping trip, but I guarantee there will be plenty of “whine”!!!</p>
<p>Snoring as white noise? Zimmer…you are too in love with that man.</p>
<p>I remember food on our GS camping trips always tasted like soap. The dishwashing crew was great about putting lots of soap on, not so great at rinsing it off! :P</p>
<p>There was a bear…</p>
<p>But we all lived!</p>
<p>A bear? Do tell!</p>
<p>A bear? SBMom, you are sure it wasn’t just the Yao Ming of marmots?</p>
<p>Story! Or, as tsdad used to say, pictures?</p>
<p>Cheers - you bet, 21 years and still head over heels in love.</p>
<p>H says to alert bears to your presence in the woods by carrying little bells that jingle while you walk and a can of pepper spray in case you happen to surprise one. He said you can tell the diff between black bears and the more fierce brown bears by their spoor (that’s poo for the city folk, hehe). Black bear spoor have little berry seeds and leaves in it. You know you’ve found brown bear spoor by the little bells and pepper spray cans in it…</p>
<p>We had a bear in our backyard last spring. I’m always looking for it to come back. And I saw a Mama moose and little one today. We all pulled over and watched them until they went “Into the Woods”.</p>
<p>A bored, disinterested bear. Who sauntered by then disappeared…</p>
<p>Otherwise, standard fare camping-with-kids. Sticky, dirty, and tiring!</p>
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Mathmom-
Its all yours! If my guys knew I was vying for a post with that number, I’d never live it down!</p>