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Camping vs. Yellow-Orange Summer Sleep-away Haven

It has been made abundantly clear to me via my 15 year old step-son that setting up a tent in the backyard is not camping.  In fact, he goes so far as to 'air quote' camping each time he refers to my now obsession with sleeping in a tent in the backyard. 

He claims camping occurs at a campsite, in a campground.  

(I am sure anyone who hikes and sets up in the wilderness is now 'air quoting' his use of the word 'camping'.)
It is all a matter of perspective I suppose.  
Nevertheless, I get what he is saying.  
So it seems to me that this now begs the question---what do you call it when you set up a tent in your back yard and sleep in it for a month? (minus the two days that there were extreme hail and thunderstorm warnings)  Bohemian backyarding?  Tenting?  Suburban Sleeping Out?  Lazy Stay-cay?
Whatever it is called, I am forever in love with it.  Which is an amazing thing to me because:
a) I am a light sleeper.  The slightest noise will wake me up in the house and yet…

First Impressions

When you sleep in a yellow tent, each day you open your eyes to a bright, golden morning, regardless of what is going on in the outside world.

Keep the warmth in your heart regardless of what is going on around you.

The Power and Paralysis of Choice

When I talk to my kids about school, I talk about choice.  It has always seemed to me that the more choice you have in life the better.  So I encourage my kids to take a variety of courses, be active inside and outside of the classroom and do their very best at whatever they tackle.  In doing so, I believe that they will have a variety of options available to them when it comes to further education, employment and all the other things life has to offer.  They will have more choice.
In my final year of high school, I decided to drop all my science courses in favor of extra spare periods that meant I only had two classes in my final semester..  This would allow of course, extra time for studying while at school during spare periods (socializing), university prep (spending time with my boyfriend) and planning my future (going to bars and dancing all night).  As a result, the choice of becoming a marine biologist was removed from the table as an option.
All I want for my kids is for them to…