This was one of those days. Well, not
really. The day was fine. It's that post 5:00pm stuff when the
novelty of a road trip has worn off and you're wondering exactly when
you're going to make it to camp and just how late dinner will be and
how long the kids will last before someone melts down and hopefully
that's not Mom.
But you're not reading this to hear me
whine, are you?
In truth, today was a good day.
We woke up in a lovely camp in the
woods where we were one of five campers there so it was nice and
peaceful. Bo made pancakes for the kids while I went for a run. The
little ones played at the playground while we made the rig ready, and
we left at a leisurely pace to our next stop.
As parents, we feel part of our job is
to show our kids great and wonderful things. One of those things was
the joys of camping (kind of) in the woods. The other wonderful thing
we showed them was Wegman's. They were kind of in awe when we walked
into the store as it's much larger and prettier than stores near us.
Don't get me wrong, I got mad love for PriceRite and their low
prices, but let us just say interior decorating is not their forte.
The kids' esteem grew as we went to the bulk candy aisle. I honestly
could have gone to the cafe, had a chocolate croissant and large
cappuccino, come back 30 minutes later and the kids would still be
standing there with their jaws hanging. We earned Best Parents of the
Year award by letting them each get a couple of fistfuls of bulk
candy.
Then we went to the prepared foods
court. I though Buttercup would explode when she saw the vast array
of choices. Bo ended up getting honey braised fried chicken, I got
sushi, and the girls shared some sushi and edamame. We had our
Elevensies and by the time we got on the road, it was noon.
Herein was our problem: we planned our
daily milage to avoid getting into camp late like we did the last RV
trip. However, not getting on the road until noon threw a kink in the
works as well as the traffic in and around Baltimore and Washington,
DC.
With each traffic snarl, we did a quick
calculation in our head to see how much later dinner was going to be.
By the time we hit 6:00 pm and knowing camp was still far off, Bo
decided to call an audible in the shape of Chik Fil A. Mom didn't
have to worry about cooking, Dad didn't have to break speed limits
and everyone got waffle fries; it was win, win.
So here we are in Lake Anna (a lake but
no Annas in sight) a little tired and looking over our itinerary for
tomorrow. Thankfully, we don't have much in the way of milage to
cover and now we know not to spend two hours in the morning at our
favorite grocery store.
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