So many people have asked me lately what it’s like to camp for so long with so many kids.
I think that the biggest question I get is, “Do you actually all fit?”
The answer is, yes. Yes, we do.
Even this drooly guy. :)
There is somehow a nook and a cranny for everyone.
We’ve been on an incredible adventure, and I feel blessed for a camper that has sheltered us like home.
There is room for everything that matters.
The key has been to live much more simply, and I believe it’s something anyone could do.
The lessons in a simple life are profound.
Life slows down and becomes much more focused.
Though laundry and dishes are long processes, life still feels so much less cluttered than it once did.
I don’t think that we will ever go back to having quite such a complex life again.
So, while I must admit, I am pining away for Yellowstone and my dear Tetons, I want to give you a tiny glimpse into the home that holds all of our love while we are adventuring.
Everywhere there are little reminders of where we’ve been and things we’ve done and places we have fallen in love with.
Each one is a sweet reminder, and usually an integral part of our day and play.
Each daughter has her own little corner, featuring a painting of her that I did last year.
At night, stars glow overhead.
I’ve learned, more than ever, that “Home is wherever I’m with you.”
Though we look forward to real roots again, we are together, and together, we are home.
Home is where your heart is set in stone
Is where you go when you’re alone
Is where you go to rest your bones
It’s not just where you lay your head
It’s not just where you make your bed
As long as we’re together, does it matter where we go?