I HATE camping. My mother was a very outdoorsy-type so that's all we did when I was a kid, but I hated it then and there's no WAY I'm going to do it now. Of course, my kids keep bugging me to go camping.
Since they go to WDW every year, I hardly think they're deprived, so I don't feel so bad telling them 'nope, not with me, not in this lifetime!' 
Since they go to WDW every year, I hardly think they're deprived, so I don't feel so bad telling them 'nope, not with me, not in this lifetime!' 


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. It's the fun part of camping (marshmellows, socializing around the fire) and I still get to sleep in my bed.