After much debate, discussion, and research, ultimately we decided on Brainard Lake as our destination. The campground features the beauty and splendor of a back country adventure, with the perks of two wonderful amenities-vault toilets and drinking water. Now don't get me wrong, vault toilets are what you would expect, a bit rustic, but the facilities were kept surprisingly tolerable.
(Here's our site, tent off to the left, snow still lingering)
The beauty of our three day excursion was watching J transform into "man of the camp mode", as I like to call it. I kid you not, I went to bed while my husband made lists, packed food and gear, and even shopped. I will be the first to admit, I completely surrendered control of packing and I actually liked it. Much to my delight, my husband's enthusiasm for our trip went beyond packing and straight through day three. He cooked the entire time, cleaned the dishes with snow, played with the girls, set up and took down camp, and had a smile on his face while doing it.
I lounged, I read, I ate really good food, I wrote, and I had one heck of a time.
So did our girls. They were magnificent, I always feel so lucky when I witness how easy going my girls actually are. How they can just go with the flow, even if the flow is swatting mosquitos, wearing wool hats to bed because it dropped to the low 40's at night, or playing in the snow with shorts on!
I recommend a little adventure in your life, especially the rustic variety. How often do we experience life completely unplugged from appliances, electronics, and all the distractions we fill our days with? A few days for me, having conversation, just being with my family, taking in the beauty that surrounds us, filling my lungs with crisp mountain air, allowing starlight to gently light our path when the sun went down, helped pass the time. Maybe just a little too quickly.
As for the fireworks, they'll be here next year.