The 'no moms allowed' camping weekend

This weekend, my husband and the kids are enjoying their second annual 'Dads & Kids' camping trip. They left Friday afternoon and headed up to Pinckney Recreation Area to meet up with good friends who are very generously sharing their pop-up camper. There will be three dads and 5 or so kids -- no moms allowed. I suppose they will spend the days eating hot dogs and potato chips, playing in the sand, and doing whatever Dads and kids do together that makes moms worry. Worry? You mean about sunburn, mosquito bites, allergic reactions to who-knows-what, ticks, kids being homesick, getting cold, getting hot, not drinking enough water...? Nah... not me.

I must confess that I do not really know where Bruin Lake is, and that I have never even been to Waterloo Recreation Area. That's not really my thing. However, I can direct you to all the good stores and coffee shops, locations of the local art galleries, and who can deliver dinner. While I do miss my family, I am quite content staying home.

The kids are probably better than fine with their perfectly capable Daddy, but since when has that stopped a mom and (ahem) control-freak from worrying? Our buddy who owns the pop-up camper is practically a professional camping expert, and was telling us how easy it is to set up the camper once you get the hang of it. He bragged that he could get it parked and completely set up in 20 minutes. His wife, who is my friend and kindred spirit, bragged that when she goes away for a weekend, in 20 minutes she can have the valet bring up her luggage, open the mini bar and have room service ordered. So, she and I spent our Friday evening together with good wine and good food.

Needless to say, the 'Dads & Kids' weekend is good for the moms, too.