Our family really, really loves camping. We're normally lucky with the weather (famous last words), but even when it's less than clement, we always have a fantastic time.
I don't know whether it's the fresh air, getting away from the normal routine, or the fact that we never remember to take enough torches so we go to bed when it's dark (and therefore get far more sleep than normal, as the aforementioned fresh air means the kids sleep in till at least their usual time), but camping makes me a happier person, and I think it does the same for all of us.
Setting up camp is my favourite bit, especially when the boys just can't resist getting into their new bed, even though it's four in the afternoon.
Incidentally, seeing this photo reminded me how badly I want to make another Single Girl quilt. I think that's getting bumped up the list. Sad that there won't be a whole quilt-along to help me this time though. Especially since I want to make a double sized one, not just a piddly little baby quilt.
Back to the camping. We decided a few months back that we need to replace our tent - it's not really big enough now that there are four of us, and we know a lot more about what we want from a camping holiday than we did six years ago when we randomly bought a tent on sale because it looked fun. We know how what we really want from a tent. And what we really want is this:
Yup, we're going to become Cath Kidston-esque glampers. No doubt with homemade bunting and quilts aplenty to complete the look. If we could also arrange the magazine photoshoot style happy playing children, that would be lovely.