*I am not spontaneous. Not very often, anyway. I found out this weekend why that is the case. When I am being spontaneous, by definition, obviously, there is not time to properly plan for the spontaneous event. When there is not time to properly plan, (and make a proper and complete list), I am bound to forget something. And when I forget something, such as my contact lens case and contact solution, I get crabby. And when I get crabby, then no one wants me to be spontaneously camping anymore. Trust me.
*Overheard on the camping adventure: Ed: "Elise, what would you like to drink with your dinner?" Elise: "I would like beer." Hysterical giggling around campsite. Ed: "Elise, you wouldn't like beer, would you like a juice box?" Elise: "No, I like beer, I really, really do!" More hysterical giggling around campsite. Ed: "No, Elise, beer is only for grownups like Grandpa. Would you like a juice box?" Elise: "But I am a grownup. I'm 3!"
*Sitting around the campfire: Elise: "I want gatorade like Becca!" Ed: "Why don't you try some of Becca's to see if you like gatorade before I give you your own bottle?" Becca: "Here, Elise. Try my gatorade. Drink it slowly. It might have wine in it."
*Apparently our children need some instruction about alcoholic beverages...