I'm a big morning person anyway, but something about camping makes me love mornings even more. The last 2 days the boys have woken up around 6:15. Like we do at home, they have to stay in their room until "first number 7." So they hang in their side of the popup and play together.
I take the dogs for a walk, one at a time. I love the sound of walking on dirt and gravel roads - it makes me think of summer camp. The last 2 mornings have been chilly, but not freezing. I make a loop around the outside of the campground. The dog owners are out and about, and everyone is so friendly. We smile, and laugh as the dogs go crazy sniffing butts.
When I get home, the boys are still playing and Joe is trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep. I put the water on to boil for tea and coffee, and relax for a few minutes. Ahhh - this really is perfect. Nowhere to be, the whole day ahead of us....