10 Things I Learned in the First Week of Fulltime Camper Living

1. Campground Shower Houses are not as bad as you might think. They totally beat using the little shower in the camper.

2. Don’t forget the code to said Campground Shower House...you’ll find yourself knocking on the Camp Host’s door with your three kids standing behind you, arms full of towels & toiletries asking you several times what we’re doing. Oh and your breath will stink and you’ll be super embarrassed.

3. If you’re allergic to cats then moving them to a small space inside with you will only make you more miserable. (I love my kids I love my kids)

4. The stars are epic at night.

5. If your husband catches a giant flathead catfish from the back of the camper, he WILL bring it inside and wake you with it in your face.

6. You will grow closer to your kids, even if you didn’t think that was even possible. It’s pretty awesome. There will, however, be growing pains.

7. GIVE YOURSELF GRACE. The adjustment can be a little rough. Go in with little expectations and lots of flexibility.

8. The outdoors make the best classroom. Hands down. Homeschooling game elevated, next level achieved!!!

9. Your neighbors CAN hear you yelling at your offspring through the walls. Always remember that when you lose your #%*+ (and you will lose it OFTEN).

10. Buckle up and enjoy the ride. Pray often. Soak up the adventure!

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