We spent a lovely Indian summer weekend at Jellystone Park in North Java. Camping is hard with kids, believe me. But the fun outweighs the hard parts. While standing in line for the wagon ride around the campgrounds with Yogi Bear, my kids were whining a little bit. Pretty normal stuff. But the mom in front of us had a baby strapped to her front and a three-year old who was a mess. Total melt down city. It was stressing ME out to see this kid throwing a tantrum. After a few minutes, she pulled him out of line. Then they were back. He couldn’t deal with the line, so they left again. They missed the ride, but were still around when we got back from singing classics such as “Hi. My name is Joe”, “Hermie the Wormie” and “Yogi’s campers”. What? You’ve never heard of them? You should try camping there! They have all camp sites and cabin rentals half off for the rest of the month.
Anyway….after we got off the ride, I spotted that mom with the baby strapped to her front and a happy looking little boy by her side. I walked over and said, “You are doing such a great job. I know it’s hard. You are exactly the mom that this little guy needs.” She smiled wearily at me, and I walked back to my family. I never saw her again. Just a few kind words from one mama to another.