So, on Saturday, around 4pm, four families and a few other kids showed up at our house and they all pitched tents in our backyard. Six tents, total. Two kid tents and then one for each of the adult sets. Seven adults and eight kids, total. John bought a thirty dollar fire pit from Lowe's and so we had the essentials, tents, kids, and a fire to roast hot dogs and marshmallows for s'mores and lots of seats for everyone around the fire. Four or five other adults wandered through, sat for a while and talked.
The kids were up in pajamas and flashlights until nearly 10. Then, when everyone went down, it was completely silent but for the sound of the trains wandering through town and the traffic right on one of the busier streets in town. But we could hear the crickets, the birds, and, in the morning, the soft sound of a little bit of rain hitting the tents. It was very cool. It had also been quite cold during the night, but the sleeping bags really worked out well.
Breakfast burritos and pancakes for the burrito challenged. Then I had to go off and do coffee at the church. Everyone else was planning on fishing and then hiking. I feel a mite reclusive after the big invasion, and everyone's staying tonight, too. There will likely be a trip to the "lake" after hiking, as the neighborhood pool is cool and open and easy to walk to and the "natural hot springs" in Tonya's backyard may get fired up as well, for the after swim soak.
It is kind of cool in a lot of ways, and Jet really loves it. And it sure is easier to camp with a four top cook range, an ice maker, and a dish washer. *grin* Plus having houses and parents close by has been a lot of fun for all the kids who have been working through the transition into school, much less being away from home for too long.