I don't often give my long-suffering husband enough props. He detests half of the family activities I plan, but he always goes along with them and, I think, enjoys them as best as he can. One of his least favorite annual activities is camping. But, for the second year in a row, he went along, packed the car, and put up the tent like a champ. It was the same activities as last year. We get there and have our packed dinner. Then we take a nice little walk through the prairie area. Then the kids plant a flower before getting to enjoy their favorite parts of the trip - smores and playing tag with the other kids. And dad got to enjoy his favorite part too - sneaking in a beer before bed.
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