And this is the email I sent to Youngest's friends who are coming KOA kampin' with us this weekend to celebrate.
We're all set to head up to the KOA Friday after school. I'll happily
pick up the kids starting around 3 p.m. I'll deliver them home before
noon on Sunday.
It'll be Youngest, Friend 1, Friend 2 and Friend 3. And me.
Again. Yes, for the third year in a row, I'm going to hang with a bunch
of boys. Only now they're nearly all teenagers. Eeeeeek!
are fairly fluid. I'm thinking will do that beef hot dog thing and
chips and too much soda Friday night. Saturday, we'll do eggs and such
for breakfast. Then we'll see the Avengers movie Saturday matinee. Youngest
tells me it opens Friday, so I'll believe him.
I'm counting on
Q-Zar later in the afternoon. Don't know what we'll do for dinner -- of
what they'll want after I fill them full of popcorn, soda and a bunch of
stick-to-your-teeth candy at the movies.
I'll probably top off each evening while they're making s'mores and running around the campsite with a beer (or two).
There will be no pool unless I'm there. I swear on my youngest child.
got plenty of bedding in our white-trash trailer, but do send them with
pillows and flashlights. And swimsuits. None of that commando thing.
It's a family campground. I'm sure they'll all come equipped with
electronics out the yazoo, but I'll have my own iPad and phone.
has bravely taken up the challenge of schlepping the trailer up their
Friday afternoon so everything will be set for us by the time we get
As hard as this all might be to believe, I'm really
looking forward to it. Youngest has always had such great friends, and your
boys are a joy to be with. So polite. So nice to me. So not like Youngest.