One of mine and Ricky’s greatest joys is getting to spend time with and having relationships with our grandchildren. So it is no surprise that “Honey and Tatu Camp” is a huge priority to us! No matter what, we try to take a few days in the summer and make some magic with them.
We brainstorm about ideas and have done different things over the years. When we started out six years ago we only had two campers and now we are up to four. The criteria is that you have to be five years old. It was four but…we go hard and long and we upped the age for our own survival as well as that of the campers!
This year I had the brilliant idea of renting an RV. I have to tell you that Ricky is a really good sport, and I am a pretty good salesman! I imagined us driving down the road, kids playing, me making our afternoon coffee…I’ll get back to that.
We were so excited to have everybody together and get on the road! This year I added T-shirts and they loved it! We had different color for every day of camp.
It didn’t take us too long to figure out that dramamine was in order. (If you are into oils, I know, I know, peppermint and all, but I’m just not there yet!) So four out of six of us were gladly taking it! RV fail #1. Thankfully it didn’t make anybody sleepy and we were very grateful for it!
We headed out for our reservation at Catherine’s Landing outside of Hot Springs, AR. After we had been on the road just over an hour we had to make a stop at good ole Cracker Barrel! Yeehaw! It is a must stop when you are on a road trip!
After getting back on the road, Betsy and Jett came up with all sorts of games, Jett always protecting the princess! It was really sweet to watch their relation grow stronger as they enjoyed each other!
It is always the one on one time that I cherish with the kids. It never last too long but I love it when it happens!
We got to our campsite in the late afternoon, after three stops for goggles, and it did not disappoint! So beautiful!
We explored, swam, kayaked, and had no idea that fishing would be the most popular thing that we did! They could not get enough!
Y’all, watching Ricky, otherwise known as Tatu, is about the sweetest thing! He is such a patient man, with me and the grandkids! He served us the entire time with such love! There is absolutely no way that we could pull this off without both of us working together the entire time. Whether it is cutting somebody’s meat, baiting ANOTHER hook, getting somebody’s line untangled, walking all the way back to the RV because somebody has to go #2, listening to hear who said what to who and figuring what we ought to do about it, because in their opinion something clearly has to be done, and just all that goes into keeping four kids safe and happy! He is absolutely my hero!
We ended the day with a big ole campfire and a little movie. (yes, that was all in one day! whew!)
We got up in the morning and headed to our new destination, an RV camp in Texarkana and we hit the jackpot! They were catching fish right and left and were happy, happy, happy! (OK…Betsy wasn’t exactly happy, happy, happy)
As the day ended, I’ll be honest, the idea of sleeping in the RV one more night and waking up there was not making me too happy. After we cooked our dinner I mentioned to Ricky, my hero, that it would be so nice to wake up in our beds in the morning and spend our last day at our house. He went for it and we loaded up and headed in! I was a happy camper…and none of the kids complained about it! Everybody got their pajamas on settled in with a movie and we headed home! Ricky and I sat up front, talking about what fun memories we made and planning our next day.
Waking up at home was the perfect choice! We had a relaxing morning, SPREAD OUT, and enjoyed each other! Then the boys went to a movie and Miss Betsy had a “beauty bath”!
We ended the day with a movie, I love watching movies with the kids that we watched with their parents! Everybody went to bed without complaint!
Honey and Tatu camp ended the next morning, we all said our good-byes. Ricky and I collapsed in our chairs and spent the evening talking about what fun we had, laughing about Betsy opening the cricket box in the RV and screaming and running, Jett opening the cricket box on the bank of the lake and screaming, running off in his cowboy boots and shorts. The sweet times and the things we would do different next year. Even looking up a few possibilities for next year.
We are blessed!