Last year, when it was suggested that we (my sisters and our families) could camp in our grandparents back field, I said sure, but I was thinking how will this work? We've got 13 plus peeps, four dogs and we can get a little loud.
Well, it worked so perfectly, we decided to do it again this year.
We pack up our trailers and bring our fire pit and unleash the dogs and let the kids run barefoot and we don't worry about anything. We make pancakes and bacon and shout with joy when Grandma and Grandpa come down for breakfast. We build a fire, roast marshmallows, watch kids (and dads) wrestle, and we laugh. Oh how we laugh! We put the tired kids to bed and sit around the campfire until we are too tired to keep our eyes open...for some of us that happens earlier than others!
And when we have to say goodbye after two days of fun, even though we are tired and dirty and ready for a shower and clean clothes, we sympathize with the kids who are sad and the one dog who tries to stay behind. We understand!
Very good memories are made here, when we camp in the back field at Grandma and Grandpa's.