our real, although, not rough camping trip

We went camping this weekend, for one night only.  We drove 400 miles to spend one night in the mountains.  Crazy I know, especially since we could have driven 25 to get to the mountains, but it was so much fun.  We decided that it is not about where we go, or even what we do, when we go out as a family to someplace it usually means making memories.  We made some great ones.  My 3 year old caught his first fish, much to his great joy.  My 5 year old named all of the wild flowers something strange.  There were butter buttons and spaceships and some other names I'll never remember.  The important thing is that she had fun.  My 7 year old didn't catch any fish, but it wasn't from lack of trying and she has a wonderful cast.  I think she needs a fly rod.  They all woke up about 3 hours earlier than normal and said they had the best time.  We weren't exactly roughing it, we went out to dinner and we have a tankless hot water heater in the trailer, with our comfy beds and an air conditioner.  We did follow my two rules of camping, take lots of food, and have a comfortable bed.  We also spent a wonderful weekend together and hopefully started a trend for the summer.