I’d like to trade. Last year we camped at Fort Stevens State Park surrounded by a group of retiries with the Good Sam’s Club. This year we’re surrounded by a big group of family tent campers. I’d gladly take the Good Sam’s Club back.
It’s not that the kids are that loud. I actually think they’re really funny. Riding their bikes around the loop endlessly or sneaking through the woods in “stealth” mode to shoot us with imaginary guns. What I can’t handle are the parents constantly micro managing the kids. Just let them have fun. I get that you need to keep them under control to some extent, but I doubt that yelling across the camp ground every ten minutes is the best way to do it.
One mother is particularly found of yelling “listen and obey”. Unfortunately, it seems like her son is just as fond of doing exactly the opposite of that. Let’s be honest though. If there were a lady yelling the same catch phrase and following me all the time I’d probably start to ignore her too. It’s got to start sounding like the same background noise eventually.
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Riding my bike to the other side of the street: “Listen and obey”!
Ah guess I should stop.
Leave the tent without my jacket on: “Listen and obey!”
Hmmm… Kind of annoying, but ok. It was raining an hour ago.
Trying to hunker down in a sweet hiding spot for a make believe fire fight: “Listen and obey!”
Nope that’s it. Mom just blew my cover. I don’t care if these needles are hard on my clothes. I’m gonna out grow them in another week anyway. Time to act like I don’t hear her.
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So far I’ve heard the “listen and obey” battle yell 5 times tonight. Maybe it is something I can start using with Sydney.
ahhh. I heart Fort Stevens State Park. We are thinking of making a pilgrimage down there next week for the 75 degree weather. Have a lovely time! Make sand angels for us!
Visiting next week is a good idea. Things are supposed to start warming up down here.