Around Memorial Day I wrote about the book, Backyard Betty and how I really considered myself a “hotel” kinda girl. I like a toilet and shower and rainwater and digging my own hole, just don’t cut it. Backyard Betty gave me a new look on camping but would I consider giving it a try but with my kids? Um, well…I’m thinking no, for right now. My daughter eats sticks, rocks, bugs and swells up like a balloon when she’s bit. My son, he cries when a stick jumps out and scratches him (I did not call him a wimp). Please, don’t misunderstand me, I love the outdoors and taking my children exploring but at a park, nature preserve, at the beach, State Park or in my own safe (kinda) yard. We’re outside all the time and I love it but I have my limits. Sleeping in a tent with rocks under me and things crawling all over-yes, I’m talking about my kids-just doesn’t sound fun. I’m the wimp or just scared to death!
, this brave, adventurous, kind spirited mom who braves the outdoors and camps with her wee one is inspiring me to think about this camping stuff from a new perspective. Note, I don’t say I’m thinking of doing what she’s doing. Bless your heart for thinking this but no, it’s not me in this life time. Now Heidi, she’s all about it and I admire this. I do. I have to but from afar. Like on the Internet reading her super . Check out Heidi’s blog and read about her taking for three days, . Watch for a guest post soon from Heidi. She’s gonna be my unofficial G&CM outdoor expert. I haven’t told her yet but that’s how I think of her. Smile.
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