Camping - bring it on!

This weekend has been an education. Our first proper camping trip. We've all learned so much:
Don't book a pitch in the middle of the woods about 10 mins uphill of the toilets and shower block
Do make sure that when you climb a tree you don't slide back down (it scrapes your skin off)
Always prepare to lose at least one sausage on the bbq
Make sure you know where everything is packed
Always take that really long, snuggly cardigan that doubles as a towel, blanket and general comforter
Always plan for losing a few marshmallows on the fire
Always pee before going to bed

So much to learn, but even just two nights has left us so much wiser for the next time. Yes, there will be a next time. I said to the boys (as they were soaking in a big, bubbly, hot bath at home), "Shall we see if we can convince dad to go camping next weekend?". To which youngest replies "Yes, and no one will go with him."

Youngest has been a particular source of hilarity this weekend:
While wading into a freezing cold pond in front of another family with their kids - "Mum, it's almost up to my nuts!"
While on a hike up a hill - "Mum, if you had to choose a way to die, would you choose getting old to infinity or would you have a man shoot you?"
While in the car eating his sausage roll "Mum, dad, I think I just farted through my nose!"