We arrived at about 5 p.m. Friday, having busted the two younger kids out of school 45 minutes early in hopes of arriving with plenty of time to play around the campground. It took awhile to finagle a site big enough for our "white trash" pop-up camper. In the end, we were granted a site where there was plenty of room for our slide-out.
With Pete setting up camp with Eldest, teaching him the ins and outs of the crank, the slide-out, the beds, the door and the awning, I took Daughter and Youngest out on an adventure. A different route to a closer grocery store! The reality of the trek failed to match the hype generated by the campground worker.
No worries because, in the end, we got what we needed. After dinner, Pete and Eldest got the campfire stoked. I produced the marshmallows and the ever-important roasting sticks. Darkness fell around us as we sat around the campfire.
Eldest leaned over to me, marshmallow on a stick, as the five of us sat joking and teasing and eating sweet goo. "This is a golden family moment," he whispered.
It was. And the moment in time was made more precious because my 12-year-old son was the one who recognized it. He was the one with the clearest view. I was grateful for the darkness so he couldn't see the tears that sprang to my eyes.
The Parent Bloggers Network's blog blast this weekend asks what our best view is. I think my son's view of that family time describes my best view, campground and all. This week's blast is done with Windex as it introduces its new Outdoor All-in-One cleaning tool: "a quick and easy way to help see your best view more clearly." Do make sure you check out the other views at PBN and Windex's new product.
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