Bait!

It’s just bait! Someone at WordPress Prompt Central had a laugh about this one -” The old Pius Itinerant can’t resist this one! He’ll maunder on about some terrible trip in 1968!”

It’s true I could relate the one where I wandered into…NO! I’m not going to mention that. I am quite capable of resisting temptation!

Instead, I could talk about how to organize a week-long camping trip with the four kids and the dog. The wife is a night shift nurse and winds up napping while I load the minivan. The hardest part is going through the kids’ bags before packing the van…they’ll pack everything, and lose some beloved toy just before you come home, and make you tear the entire campground apart looking for it!

Then there is going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Can’t find the shoes or slippers. Trying to avoid the rocks in the path only to find that the nine-year-old sowed the area in front of the tent with Lego blocks. Yep! There you are, screaming and yelling as you hop around. Note for next time: no Legos

See, I didn’t once discuss that horrible trip to Tuscaloosa when my buddy fell into the …..Damn!

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How do you plan the perfect road trip?


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10 Replies to “Bait!”

  1. Yep, I had both of those. It’s incredible that a half-inch brick can totally incapacitate a fully=grown human. That’s all Denmark would have needed to defeat Trump!

  2. You almost took the bait! I always loved taking the kiddo camping, but for us the beloved toy got lost in the house before we left, and of course no child can go camping without that toy.

    1. Shudder!!!! The lost toy and all the shed tears, followed by the inevitable trip to an overpriced vacation town to get a replacement.

  3. The best job I ever had was being a camp counselor in a primitive camp for elementary kids. I liked it so much that the next year I took a 3 month job at the camp. I liked taking the stepsons camping, too. I sometimes think of heading into the wild-blue yonder in an RV with Teddy at some future date, but it probably won’t happen.

    1. I loved being a camp counselor also. The kids were a wild lot of city kids who fell in love with the woods. It was great to watch!
      Try Van camping with a cat for a real challenge. The Grey Menace. He wanted to fight every dog in the campground. Dogs are easy by comparison.

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