As Bree's birthday neared, it was time for Jim and I to dive into the history of our families and carefully select that all important village piece.
This year was easy:
A camper.
I remember many camping trips with my family. I remember the smell of the brown canvas tent, the fear of spiders hiding in the corners of my top bunk in the camper, and even a solo camping trip with my sister while she was home on summer break from college. Jim too had week long camping trips with his family as a child and they continue to camp all summer long to this day. This village piece is equally fitting as we purchase our first family camper this summer. And oh the journeys we will take.
Yes, camping. As a child, nothing is as easy or carefree. Overtime they will learn the work that is involved to pack all that is needed, including food, for five people. It will be exhausting (on both sides) and they will most definitely whine. But. They will know the end result will be worth it. In the chaos of today, we will always look back with fondness of our foundation, never remembering the weary, tired days - only the love, time and important-ness of it all. And that's what matters, right?
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