We will do anything to get the kids out of the house on a Saturday morning. Including promising a camp out, that night.
"So I wonder how long we'll last outside tonight?" asks Stefan.
"Until it gets dark," I say predictively.
Well, nightfall came and we had already lost one taker.
"It's too dark to camp now," declares Vinny.
"Are you really going to sleep outside tonight?" I ask Gio, hoping he will back out too.
"Yes," says Gio confidently.
And off into the night, into the tent my husband and my youngest son went.
Vinny and I couldn't stand it. We both went outside, at least twice each, to check on them.
According to Stefan, they were just about to fall asleep when I asked, "Gio, are you sure you don't want to sleep inside tonight?"
"Okay!" says Gio, as he flew into the house.
Of course, once he was in bed he said, "I want to sleep outside now."
But it was too late to go back out now. My husband was over camping out, thank goodness!
Yeah, I kind of ruined the whole back yard camp out thing. But what if Gio really liked camping in the back yard? I might have to go on a REAL camping trip! I don't like camping, unless it involves a hotel room and room service.
