It’s Sunday afternoon. You finally settle into the car – hot, grimy and achy after two nights of mediocre sleep. You are desperately in need of a shower, as is everyone else in the car. You lean your head back against the head rest as you pull onto the freeway and a smile crosses your face. You aren’t thinking about the multiple skinned knees you bandaged, or the debates you had with your son about playing with the campfire, or the challenges of setting up and breaking down camp with toddlers. You’re thinking of all the magical moments in between.
I’m not going to sit here and tell you that camping with toddlers is easy. Let’s be honest, nothing with toddlers is easy. But the most rewarding things are often the things that take some extra work and some extra sacrifice….