Sunday, March 11, 2012

Mommy Mondays: Another family trip in the record books

I was thinking about my family blog as a journal and how we always post pictures of when something fun or celebratory is happening. Then in our posts we write about how great things are and all that.

I think it's good to preserve the good memories, but sometimes blogs or Facebook statuses don't always portray real life. The pictures lie. Am I right?

Case in point: Friday Dan had the day off work and the girls had the day off school. We decided early in the week to go out to Lake Roosevelt for a day trip/picnic since the weather forecast said upper 50s! This is where I would insert the pictures of our happy little family on a wonderful trip. And I did that on our private blog, but I can't on a public one (because of kids and safety and that stuff), so you just get this one:
Our FAVORITE campsite.

So, now, using your active imaginations, wouldn't those pictures make you go "ooh. ahhh. What a fabulous day they had?! They are such a perfect family." Okay, maybe not, but something to that effect. Right? And it was a pretty good day. But now let me tell you what the pictures DON'T tell you....

The rest of the story:
Going anywhere with four children is a feat. The packing alone is stressful. So to get all the crap together (dinner, snacks, movies for the car, coats, sweatshirts, camping chairs, roasting sticks, diapers, wipes, jammies for the way home, smore stuff, wood for a fire, ax, sippy cup, special blankies) required a good hour and a half. Getting the kiddos in proper outdoor clothing was a whole other feat--in which we only succeeded in 3 out of 4 children. Daughter number 3 wore her ruby red Dorothy slippers, which were promptly caked in mud and soaked through with water. The packing/dressing of the children resulted in several of these yells (by Mom and Dad).
"Are you kidding me?"
"Really?"
"Maybe we should just stay home."
"Why did we plan something fun? I don't know!"

Alas; we were finally packed and in the car. Before we had left town there were fights. Fights about not having a good view of the movie screen; fights about who got which seat; fights about not receiving a constant stream of sugar for the entire ride. And then the are-we-there-yets? started.
"No. We just left town."
"No. We're only 10 minutes from town."
"No. Not half-way yet."
"NO! IF YOU ASK ONE MORE TIME WE'RE TURNING THIS CAR AROUND!"

We finally reached the spot (which really is our favorite). But shucks. 50 degrees in the shade with the wind blowing up off the lake just does NOT feel very warm. Oh well, right? Let's head to the playground. There the kids had fun minus a few skirmishes about how two adult arms should be able to push three children simultaneously on the swings. Oh yeah, and a few skirmishes about the mud... And the cold...

We took a short walk and played in the sand for a few minutes and then realized camping is kind of boring without friends anyway. And guess what the kids wanted to do? Get in the car and watch a movie. And guess what the parents said? Fine.

The girls climbed in the Suburban while Dad, Mom and Little Guy shivered by the fire. We were ready to cook dinner by 4. We got the girls out to roast hotdogs and any on-lookers would have heard some of these things.
"Be careful. You're too close."
"Scoot back!"
"Crap. You dropped your hot dog in the fire."

But finally they were cooked and then the great weeping and wailing began:
"I haaaaaaaaaaaaate hotdogs that look like this! They're black. They taste nasty! I like them in the microwave!"
And then there was a little more of this:
"Why do we plan fun things?"

On to smores and sticky faces and fingers and a quick pack up before we all get frostbite. And no one wants to try the outhouse, so there is pee on shoes and jeans and panties (because the squatting has yet to be mastered).

"But wait Mom. One more trip to the playground, pleeeeeeeeeeeeease."
We give in.

And our oldest totally wipes out in the mud. Her entire left side is covered in muck and it is actually really, really cute and I make her pose for a picture where she has a cute I'm-a-little-Tom-boy-in-the-mud smile. But in reality she cries for close to 30 minutes about how yucky it feels.

Yeah, that picture definitely lied.

Ahhh. Another family trip in the record books. And honestly, it did have splashes of fun, and it was nice to get out of the house. But there you have the rest of the story.

Do your pictures tend to be little liars too?

12 comments:

DeAnne said...

Of course. I completely understand what you are talking about in this post. I am always trying to find a balance between being very real, but not too down in the dumps about those realities. I'll let ya know if I figure it out! I'm glad I am not alone though :)

Bonnie R. Paulson said...

Oh my word, that is hilarious.

We have assigned seating for the van, plain and simple. I got sick of hearing who wanted where and that's what happened. Same seats for almost 2 years now. Mommy won that one. lol.

We ask ALL the time "why are we planning anything fun?" it gets harder and harder the bigger they get because they all have different personalities and they all like different things. Ugh.

Like right now, they're in the bedroom fighting and I'm trying to tune them out. Putting on my headphones to listen to your music. Ahhhhhhh.

Bonnie R. Paulson said...

Oh my word, that is hilarious.

We have assigned seating for the van, plain and simple. I got sick of hearing who wanted where and that's what happened. Same seats for almost 2 years now. Mommy won that one. lol.

We ask ALL the time "why are we planning anything fun?" it gets harder and harder the bigger they get because they all have different personalities and they all like different things. Ugh.

Like right now, they're in the bedroom fighting and I'm trying to tune them out. Putting on my headphones to listen to your music. Ahhhhhhh.

Jessica R. Patch said...

We're total liars!!

Great story. I laughed all through it mostly because it was so funny and because I can relate!

The picture is beautiful, though!

i'm erin. said...

That's exactly what would be said in my car. Hilarious. And I've never been to this so called Lake Roosevelt. It sounds intriguing!

April said...

This doesn't sound like the great time you told me about... :)

Emily R. King said...

This is why I don't camp. : )
Gotta love those family trips. Much of this sounds like my own.

Jolene Perry said...

MIke and I joke that every time we try to do something fun with our kids it ends in near disaster, lol.

BUT there are also some fun moments with the chaos.

Leigh Covington said...

I think this ALL the time. I think posts are sometimes lies too. In our family blog I like to post a lot of things because it's a great way to journal and keep pictures. I always print off a book at the end of the year. However - there is a lot of personal stuff that I keep off. Struggles, hard feelings, what not. I can't journal that on my blog because I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. *sigh* Its kind of a bummer, but it happens.

Robin said...

I had a great comment but it got erased. Maybe not as great as I thought.
It is nice to know that you are not the only one. What does a mom have to do to get a little gratitude around here? I thought it doesn't come until they are parents too and then they realize, just like we did.

And yes, my pictures lie too.

Melissa Sugar said...

This is hilarious. I think we all have those lying pictures (I've just never admitted it). Thanks for making me feel like it is okay to say that. We want our scrapbooks and photo albums to tell stories of wonderful and happy memories. I remember disasters like this when our kids were younger. Our youngest is ten and the girls are teenagers so we have bigger ones now, bigger disasters.

I am a new follower and am delighted to be here.

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