Day 64.  When I was young and we went camping it involved a tent, and sleeping bags, and a good fire.  Camping for Maggie and Annie is going to a motel, laying on the bed, and watching TV.  Here they are satisfied just to stay up late and lay in mom and dad's bed and watch TV.  Gone are the days of sitting in the tent and watching the raccoons rummage through the garbage.  I remember sitting at a picnic table and watching the chipmunks  scavenge for leftovers by the fire, and being surprised at how close the humming birds would get to us.  The best part was that we usually camped near water so there was a lot of swimming.  The motel version has fewer insects and cleaner water, but I like the tent version better.  You can make life so sterile that you never really experience parts of God's creation.   Maybe it's time to invest in a new tent and make time to go camping again.  I thinks the kids will love it.