You might remember last year, during the third weekend in September, Dena and I took the kids camping for a night. We have decided, like we do with everything else we do, to make it a tradition! So Saturday, we are packing up the tents and air mattresses and going camping for the night again. The weather is going to be perfect for it - 74° and mostly sunny! We went Monday night after work and drove around the camp site, circling on the map all of the sites that we liked, so that we could get a good one for Saturday. We also have a good amount of liquor left over from our big party to ensure that Dena and I do not remember all the bad stuff that happens Saturday night, making us not want to do it again next year, and also to ensure that our children sleep well through the night - the whole night! That’s the kind of unselfish thinking that sets Dena and I apart from the crappier moms in the world (not anyone that reads this site of course)!

 

I forgot to tell you a funny story about last year’s camping trip. Dena’s daughter Cristin had taken the kids for a walk around the campground and Dena and I were sitting by ourselves by the campfire sipping on adult beverages and chit chatting when we heard what sounded like a baby horse. Neither of us said anything until we heard it again and I spoke up and said “What the hell? Did you hear that?” She confirmed that she heard it too. We kept hearing it over and over again and it was starting to kind of freak us out. At first we thought it was Cristin’s boyfriend screwing with us, but the way the leaves kept rustling, we knew it was not. At this point, we had already had several cocktails and were now sitting as close to each other as we possibly could. That’s when I said to Dena “What would you do if we looked across the fire and all of a sudden saw one of those little midget ponies standing there just staring at us and it was all What’s up hotties?”

 

That was when we lost it and could NOT stop laughing. Like midget ponies are chilling out all wild and shit at the First Landing National Park in Virginia Beach, VA. OMG, we got ourselves rolling over that. I am FAMOUS for my “What would you do if…” questions!  But all bullshittin aside… the noise did not stop and it was bugging the hell out of us! When I got back to work on Monday, I called like seven different Park Rangers trying to find out what the hell was making that noise. It was so embarrassing having to describe it each time - “Yeah, I am trying to find out if you know any species that might be found in First Landing National Park that make a sound like a little baby horsey?” - HAHAHA!!! Finally someone knew!!! It was an Eastern Screech Owl. Eureka! The mystery was solved! Apparently there are tons of them there and they like to hang out low to the ground, which is why we heard them so well. You can click below to hear what one sounds like. I hope we hear them again this weekend!

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