Girl Scouts Camp Out
- February 1, 2011 - by Marilou Jaen, in family life, with 2 comments -
I went to my first real camp out Saturday. You know, tents, cooking outdoors, screaming girls. It was a Girl Scouts camp out, did I mention that? And luckily, there were actually bathrooms there.
It was all fantastic until the sleeping part. Arts and crafts, delicious food, camp fire. But I somehow though I’d be fine sleeping in the cold (mid-50s is COLD for camping) with no sleeping bag or air mattress or cot. I slept maybe all of 10 minutes.
Next time, I’m riding in style with one of these. I seriously considered a midnight battle to the death to steal one from another mom. Maybe I should camp more than once every 30 years before I invest in a cot, though. Maybe.
I feel really lucky to be getting to know the girls and their moms better. I have made valued friendships already.
How does Ryan feel about Girl Scouts?
He is counting the days until he is six years old, so he can join the Cub Scouts. I know he can join at five, but HE doesn’t know that.
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Jack has his first cub scout camp out this weekend. Two nights. My husband is taking him. Love the pics
I’m seriously getting a cot next time there is a “real” camp-out! Ryan needs to join the cub scouts. I need to sucker my husband into it!
Lucky for us, Ryan really thinks that there’s a rule you have to be six years old to join.