A Tribute to Moms Everywhere

Today I have a story. A memory really of an unforgettable Mother’s Day weekend my siblings and I had planned, with the help of dad of course. In our 9, 8, and 2-year old minds we thought it was going to be the best weekend ever. We planned and plotted and had enough lists of things we needed to do to make it perfect for a solid two weeks. We were excited.

We were taking mom on a surprise camping trip!

We had researched and bought the perfect tent. There was a tunnel that connected two tents so we could have our own tent and it was waterproof! We packed the fishing poles, sleeping bags, food, and cooking utensils and hid them strategically in the car so mom wouldn’t find them. We were in for a weekend of nature and pampering mom. We blindfolded mom and were off.

We couldn’t wait for her to enjoy the surprise trip we had worked so hard to plan.

This was the closest pic I could find to camping. Not sure what we're doing here. Maybe looking for fish?

This was the closest pic I could find to that camping trip, even though it’s obviously taken MANY years later. Not sure what we’re doing here. Maybe looking for fish?

We got to the campground, set up our brand new tent, started a fire, and then it happened. We felt a raindrop. And then another one. And another one.

It was a complete downpour. Then the thunder and lightning came.

Everyone else sought shelter in their campers. We, however, huddled in our waterproof tent. And we huddled. And we huddled. Until we were huddling in a puddle in soaking wet sleeping bags. Apparently our tent wasn’t waterproofed for severe thunderstorms and torrential rains.

Needless to say, we ended up spending the night in our own warm, dry beds at home and came back to the campground the next morning to make breakfast (and fake out those in the campers)!

Come to find out, mom knew all along about our plan as she had mysteriously found our “hidden” camping items in the car while we were packing, but played along with it the whole time.

Looking back, I’m sure spending a soaking wet night in a tent in the middle of nowhere during a severe thunderstorm wasn’t exactly what she wanted to do, but she sure acted like it was the best weekend she’d ever had.

So, mom, if you’re reading this thank you for everything you do for all of us “kids,” even today when we’re all grown up, going on our own camping trips.

And to moms everywhere, you sure do have a special job of molding young minds, even if you do have to act like you’re loving the thunderstorm.

From myself and all of us here at AgriEnergy Resources, Happy Mother’s Day!

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