I know what my mother would have said, “I don’t need to go camping.”
Well, in all honesty, I don’t need to wrestle with sleep and two sore hips on the hard ground all night, but, c’mon, it’s family time.
So, we camped, this weekend, our first time doing so without anyone else but the three of us, and Oilver’s first time to camp ever. 
Oliver has decided that he really really wants to get a squirrel, and he really doesn’t like other dogs, and he really does like snuggling with Mom, and he doesn’t mind sleeping in a tent on the ground. 
Lucky dog! 
I slept on top of two sleeping bags and still my darn hips hurt. I think that aging should be reserved for the very young. During the day, when we weren’t walking through the park, Oliver would dig himself a little pit under the picnic table, and lay in the dirt. Still a wild animal in his heart~
We went to Cape Henlopen State Park, which is beautiful.
The weekend before Halloween they always have a trick or treat trail for the kids, so Sophie wore her costume. She is going to be a deer this year (and I didn’t get a photo of that! damn!). I did want to buy Sophie this adorable baseball cap, but she refused to wear it. 
It was super damp all week and this weekend, so it was tough to get fires going, but the cheeseburgers were yummy, and the hanging out, just the three (& dog) of us, was a lot of fun.
We successfully erected the tent, took the dog, read the map, and used the compass! We’re ready for anything…. as long as we have coffee… 
and each other.
