We spent a few days in rural New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania. We had a church retreat during the weekend and tagged on a one-night camping trip while we were away. The kids had so much fun. Their frame of reference for the whole experience was Curious George who lives in Manhattan and periodically visits his country house. They didn't seem disappointed that our "country house" was a motel-style room in a conference center, and they made sure to imitate everything that George did on his camping trip. They were very upset when we took down the tent, and Arthur had a major meltdown when we drove up to our Brooklyn apartment. He wants to pick apples and roast marshmallows and count the stars and do our light show dance (ha! family secret). We had one of our favorite family moments when we laid together in the grass looking at the stars while the kids made up stories about the stars and angels and pigs and whatever came to mind...Although they loved country living, they are adjusting easily to life back in the city. Sorry Arthur, we're here to stay!
