I'm not a camper. I like indoor plumbing and my adjustable tempurpedic bed and wifi. But when my daughter and I were invited to go to a mother-daughter weekend at a girls' camp, I agreed to go. After all, just because I don't like camping doesn't mean she won't like it.
After s'mores and campfire songs, we went to bed (Princess Galen was finally tired) and got up the next morning, dressed in our hats for the Mad Hatter Tea Party.
And then it was back home to my lovely, lovely bed, where the worst thing I have to climb is a flight of stairs.
Camping: love it or hate it or never tried it? I have a mystery goody bag from the Sourcebooks party at the RT conference to give to one person who comments. (Winner randomly chosen and notified on Sunday).
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