This photo was taken in April 2010 in Edinburgh. We had just bought a new tent and hubby had put it up in the garden.
Our oldest, who was not quite four, decided that he wanted to sleep in the tent overnight. He had played in it all afternoon, and was very taken with the idea.
He had never been camping and he thought it sounded like fun!
Bedtime approached and he packed his bag. Off he set with Daddy to the bottom of the garden, all set for a night under canvas. They took provisions, warm clothes and favourite toys. Cosy sleeping bags were waiting for them in the tent.
Time passed, and I began to think that maybe he would make it. That the lure of a warm, comfy bed inside the house wouldn’t prove too much for him.
It started to get dark. I expected to hear the back door opening.
Then it was properly dark.
And, a little voice said ‘hello mummy’…
He’d managed a few hours playing games and reading with Daddy.
But, the true pitch black of night, tucked away from streetlights, was too much and he decided that maybe he would try again another day :)
I hate to admit this, but we have yet to go camping as a family. When we bought this tent the 4yo has just turned one. But, the weather was never quite good enough to introduce them both to the joys of camping (and I have to admit that I’m a bit of a fair weather camper myself).
We worried: would they be warm enough, sleep well, enjoy themselves?
Just when we began to think they were both old enough and that we might manage it, the wee girl arrived and we moved to the States!
Some of my (and my husband’s) happiest memories over our years together – before kids! – are from camping holidays. We used to get away at the weekends as much as possible when we lived in London, to escape the city, and we visited some beautiful places. My husband proposed at one of our favourite campsites, near Cambridge :)
We shipped one of our tents over with us, but this summer was so full of activities that a weekend away camping fell off the list of ‘must do’s’. And again, we had our excuses: we wondered whether the wee girl was old enough; would she sleep or keep us and the whole campsite awake; would the boys cope or would they get bored, disconnected from their devices (this is probably a small issue for me too!); would the pitch black of night be too much for them?
Come next spring, the children will be two, five and almost eight and family camping trips will be high on our list of must do’s, they will not fall off the bottom again – no more excuses!
I am already looking forward to the magical moments we will have, creating family memories to add to our happiest moments list. Memories of the simple pleasures, uninterrupted quality time, calmness and peace of camping.
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