Do . . . begin packing before the day you leave (go us for being on top of things!)
Don't . . . allow Ben to pack the girl's clothes (No, one long sleeved shirt will not be enough for the week, honey.)
Do . . . allow Ben to pack the boys' clothes and then double check to make sure he remembered the essentials (but don't tell Ben you are double-checking *wink, wink*)
Don't . . . forget to pack your underwear.
Do . . . make a list for the meals you need.
Don't . . . forget said list when going to the grocery.
Do . . . pack the cooler well. Mama don't like spoiled half and half, yo.
Don't . . . realize upon arrival at the campsite that someone forgot to pack the pots and pans . . .
AND the camp chairs
AND the toiletry bag (which included needed medicines for both Fish and Pillbug)
Do . . . decide to make it work and send Ben home to get forgotten items after partaking of s'mores.
Don't . . . leave s'mores supplies out assuming that Ben will put them back in the car upon his return.
Do . . . shine your flashlight at the bobcat (yes, a bobcat) and yell for Ben to GET OUT OF THE TENT RIGHT NOW AND DEAL WITH THE ANIMAL EATING OUR S'MORES SUPPLIES!!!!!
Don't . . . leave the cooler out the second night and have the exact. same. thing. happen. Only Ben is sleeping so deeply he won't wake up. Good times that night!
Do . . . take the kids to see awesome waterfalls and let them splash in the water.
Don't . . . expect Fish to walk. Apparently he is not capable of this feat once he is no longer at a playground.
Do . . . take the kids for a hike while Ben packs everything up on the last day.
Don't . . . expect Fish to walk. Apparently I'm not a quick learner.
Do . . . spend the next three dinners asking and answering the question (posed by Treefrog each time), "So. What was your favorite part of camping?"
Do . . . take lots of pictures since the ones in your head will not last forever, despite what you tell yourself.
Do . . . laugh a lot. Especially when things are forgotten and wild animals steal your cheese.
Do . . . plan to do it again. And again.
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