When we went camping in Iowa, the tents were set up just a little ways down the road from the cabin - that ended up not sleeping as many as it proffered to. Our tent was just a few steps from Megan and Jason's, and so they threated us, as we did them: no heavy breathing, please. The second night Erin slept in a tent-cot next to Megan and Jason's tent. And so, we could all hear eachother, and conversation kept going despite our going to bed - and more accurately, we were listening (and laughing) at Megan and Jason's loving bickering. Which included Megan complaining about the street light camped out next to us, shining brightly onto our tents - a minute later and Jason is pulling his truck around in front of their tent, trying to put some shade on their tent (which was rather unsuccessful), Megan telling him to get back to bed. As things started to settle down, Megan starts mumbling again, which turns into "What is that? Did you hear that? Izzy? EWWW. Jason!" Which we all question what's going on, when I sit up and see Jason stepping out of their tent, shaking out thier dog's blanket, and then leaving it on the ground outside. We were all laughing like crazy as Megan whined about dog vomit, and informed Izzy that she was sleeping on the ground now, and that is what she gets for throwing up on her doggie bed.
Yesterday I went to retrieve my kids from playing in the backyard with the neighbors....When I round the corner I behold my 5 year old daughter with her shorts baring her bottom to the 6 year old neighbor boy. Me: M! E! It is time to go home. now! M: E did it too! (while sheepishly pulling her shorts back up and E snaps his head around to look at me with big eyes and "O" mouth) WHY?
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