Julie Lyles Carr: My Kinda Campin'

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

My Kinda Campin'

I was raised in a tent.

On several weekends.

Of my childhood.

Growing up in Southern California, my parents often took us on jaunts into the amazing mountains of the Sierra Nevada range and into the wilds of Yosemite.

Some of my fondest childhood memories have to do with waking up to the smoky morning air of a campfire and pine trees, snug in my fleece-lined sleeping bag, my mind a bit fuzzy from the high altitude.

So I'm admitting up front that I am a punk.

Because I should be creating the same kind of memories with my kids.

But I am weak.

And I like electricity.

And running water.

And I don't do all that great a job keeping everyone clean and fresh with modern appliances. And am assuming that I would do worse sans appliances. And running water. And electricity.

So we'll agree that I am a campin' punk to the next generation.

But I will let my kids set up a tent in the middle of the family room.

Which I am hoping offsets my campin' punkness.

So far, I have the younger kids convinced that this is a very cool thing...

We'll see how long it lasts...in this air conditioned, fairly clean, access-to-a-real-potty campground we call home...


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