Camping with two boys is hard enough but this time we are on top of each other. We have NO privacy. We can not even give each other a kiss without A screaming that it is gross. It's one of those trips where I would happily lock the kids in the camper just for a few minutes of quiet. We are still being our normal selves but we are missing the physical connection we have after a good spanking or rough play.
He decided today that we needed to cut the trip short because 'the boys have swimming lessons on Monday.' It's nothing new- we do it all summer every summer- so I am not sure what changed other than our need to connect. We should be home in plenty of time tomorrow for a hot shower and a spanking.
Trust me - I am not upset at all!