This past week we embarked on an amazing camping adventure! Initially, I balked at the idea of taking a two year old on a three day backpacking excursion, what with potty training, sleeping outdoors, hiking, poison oak and stinging nettle, wild animals... but it was the best thing we did all summer! I am even stronger than I imagined, and Nana truly exceeded my expectations. She managed herself very well with minimal whining, actually appreciated the beautiful surroundings, and walked over three miles along a flat trail our last day. And we avoided calamity of any sort, which was phenomenal considering all that we did. She often asks me to recount stories of our trip and I do, in my animated way. I recall our run-in with a feisty raccoon, watching what looked like a million little crabs scuttle about on the pristine beach, the awesome parade of stars across the clear night sky, and the joy of dancing and playing in the wild! I can't wait to go again.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Dust Tracks on a Road
This past week we embarked on an amazing camping adventure! Initially, I balked at the idea of taking a two year old on a three day backpacking excursion, what with potty training, sleeping outdoors, hiking, poison oak and stinging nettle, wild animals... but it was the best thing we did all summer! I am even stronger than I imagined, and Nana truly exceeded my expectations. She managed herself very well with minimal whining, actually appreciated the beautiful surroundings, and walked over three miles along a flat trail our last day. And we avoided calamity of any sort, which was phenomenal considering all that we did. She often asks me to recount stories of our trip and I do, in my animated way. I recall our run-in with a feisty raccoon, watching what looked like a million little crabs scuttle about on the pristine beach, the awesome parade of stars across the clear night sky, and the joy of dancing and playing in the wild! I can't wait to go again.
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