Chubby Bunnies
We spent last weekend camping. A Halloween weekend at Granite Hill Campground was filled with activities, from a costume contest (which deposited a prize in the wife’s nephew’s pocket) to a bout of trick or treating (Cambell fell asleep, but we need not talk about that). It was fun and every night ended just as it should: huddled next to a warm campfire passing around marshmallows.
Chubby bunnies was the name of the game on our last night there. For those not in the know, chubby bunnies is a game where you stuff your mouth full of marshmallows one at a time. After each marshmallow, you must say, “chubby bunnies.” One guy managed to get 16 marshmallows into his mouth before my comments about his likeness to Old Yeller made him spit them to the ground. It was truly impressive indeed. My wife led the female side of the campfire. Her grand accomplishment was 12. I’m so proud.
The trip really got us thinking about buying a pop up camper. We already have a hitch on the back of the Xterra, a hitch that was originally meant for a boat. A boat, however, sounds like a purchase of the very distant future. The wife and I love to fish but we have a very young child. I don’t think I’d feel real safe floating above the Ocean with him onboard until he can tell me his age. Even then, there’s always the possibility of a little brother or sister to worry about. Besides, much like a pool, the best kind of boat is somebody else’s boat. Those things are expensive, in both time and money, to maintain (Incidentally, I’ve heard that the two best days of a man’s life is the day he buys his boat and the day he sells his boat).
Anyway, back to the camper. It just sounds like it makes sense. Before we had a child, the wife and I camped a reasonable amount. Now that we have a kid, camping sounds a whole lot more family friendly than a hotel. Not to mention, its a good bit cheaper.
My wife remarked that she didn’t do a lot of traveling as a child. I was the exact opposite. We had a camper and we went all sorts of places. I liked camping as a kid. I still like it as a adult. The ability to, ahem, rough it while still being able to control the temperature — via a convenient heater or air conditioner — sounds right up my alley. Camping season gets extended and mom, dad, and baby get a good reason to get out of the house more than occasionally.
For the moment, this just a dream and future plan. But, if you couldn’t tell, I’m pretty enthusiastic about the idea. It might not be as far off as you, or I, think.
Tina
November 7th, 2003 at 11:09 am #
Sounds like fun to me! Though we haven’t yet been brave enough to go camping with our lil’ uns.