Worst Camping Trip Ever. Chapter 1
byI knew we were in trouble the moment Dad arrived home with the new tent.
I knew we were in trouble the moment Dad arrived home with the new tent.
“These are the rules,” I told my kids when we arrived at the park today. “Number one, have fun. Number two, do what I tell you. Number three, don’t leave the park.”
Then I remembered about Miss10 breaking her leg on one of the activities.
“How are you enjoying being a stay at home dad?” Tracey asked me. From her expression I could tell there was something going on: Something I was missing: Something which was my fault.