Camping Sundays are like legs.
Sometimes, they’re smooth.
Other times, they’re not.
They don’t have to be smooth, but its really extra nice when they are.
Realistically, as we’ve learned in the last few years, we could make do without them altogether.
But then you don’t get all the good memories.
So.
This particular camping Sunday was not our smoothest. But! The weekend was filled with beautiful things. Delicious food. Our first beach day of the season. Great company, including my mom! A propane fire pit while wood fires are banned. Our little ones trying out the a trike and the balance bike. The kids discovering truth or dare, and playing the least intelligent version you’ve ever witnessed 🤣 It was a lot of fun. A really, really nice weekend.
Just not today as much 😅🤏
But.
Not a day goes by where Kinasao doesn’t come up in conversation. It is our beloved second home, for which we are beyond grateful.