For moms in Savannah and the Coastal Empire


Backyard camping on a warm night in Georgia

by Traci Schumacher on Sat, 10/19/2013 - 8:25pm

Once upon a time, on a day just like yesterday, there were four children who decided to sleep in the tent in the backyard. They were incredibly excited for this novel adventure, preparing their sleeping spots in the tent as soon as permission was granted.

Into the tent went the sleeping bags, pillows, stuffed animals, and flashlights. In went some books and some more stuffed animals. The string lights were hung from the bush with care. Everything was ready, but first there was dinner, a neighborhood walk, and a movie with popcorn. The sun went down, though its heat lingered on.

When the time came for the children to go out to their tent for the night, the oldest child stopped, and changed her mind, opting instead for the comforts of her own bedroom. So three went out to sleep in the tent. And the night was still humid and warm.

After a while in the zipped up tent, the youngest child returned to the house, hair wet with sweat. “It's too hot out there,” he said, and opted for the comforts of his own bedroom. Off to sleep he went, leaving two in the tent.

The two boys in the tent were the best of friends. They braved the heat and humidity, enticed by the freedom of their great, wide open, backyard wilderness. The bond of friendship outweighed any discomfort or inconvenience. And that night when the parents crawled into bed inside their home, the boys' excited shadows could still be seen moving inside the tent.

No one knows for certain how much sleep those boys got that night, but it was clear in the morning that they had had the best of times. Four started out on the adventure. Two changed course; two prevailed. But a good time was had by all.

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