We're not the kind of people who travel often with their kids, who are determined to tent with their month-old baby or go on a road-trip with screaming toddlers just for the fun of it. We do have plans to go on exciting excursions when our children are older and don't have frequent temper tantrums. And also, when they stop pooping in their pants. That's going to be pretty swell.
That being said, we were invited to join some friends on an impromptu camping trip this weekend and decided to throw caution to the wind and just go for it. We loaded up the van with sleeping bags and gear and hit the road. We arrived at the camp and set up a cozy fire in the pit.
The air was fresh and crisp, the crickets began their evening song, and the kids were happily running free.
"Why did we wait so long to do this?" I asked myself as we all bit into warm s'mores together around the fire.
"Family time is awesome! We should go camping every weekend! Let's go live in the bush for the rest of our days!"
Then night fell.
We tucked the kids into bed and followed suit shortly thereafter.
Avelyn soon began loudly snoring. Steve had been battling a head-cold for a few days and got caught in a crazy coughing fit at midnight. Then Brinley woke up howling at 3 am, and I tried to coax her back to sleep by bringing her into bed with me. She would not settle and before I knew it, Karenna had woken up and would not stop crying. We netted about three hours of sleep.
As I laid in my sleeping bag, a thrashing toddler kneeing my spleen as my five year-old snored so loudly it made my eardrums quake and my three year-old had a full-blown tantrum at four in the morning I answered my previous question: "THIS. This is why we waited so long to do this."
Have you put travel plans on hold while your kids are young, or are they perfect sleep-through-the-night angels who just LOVE to go on trips?