Saturday, October 18, 2008

SOMETHING'S CRAWLING IN THE TENT!

Milton, here for Kristy:

Mr. Green and I have gone camping. I off with a group of young boys from our church with our Royal Ranger Program, a program for young boys, on a two day camping trip.

I went to Ocala to pick up my two grandsons so they could enjoy camping with Papa. They are busy little guys and have been looking for to this for a long time.

Years ago, Kristy and I went camping up in the Smokies with our youth group for a week. It was a fun get-a-way that we all enjoyed.

One night as Kristy and I were trying to go to sleep in our tent she said she heard something crawling. I couldn't believe that she could and told her everything was OK. She wouldn't relent and got the flashlight. She turned in on and there at our feet was the biggest spider I have ever seen in my life. It was huge! It was big enough to hear its legs crawling around the inside of our tent. 

I lounged to kill it and accendentaly kicked Kristy's foot and sore big toe. Unbelievably, as I killed the spider I had kicked her toe nail off. She let out a yelp and I felt like a real heel. First I had not been as sensitive to her concerns about something crawling around in the tent and second I had kicked her toe nail off!

I tried to comfort her and told her how sorry I was. That helped, but the scene wasn't good.

The next morning all those sleeping in tents wanted to know what the big bad pastor had done to make the little sweet redhead cry. Well, our marriage was secure, but we had to assure them that a mild accident had happened and that there was a big, bad dead spider that had gone to spider heaven.

We never were big campers, but we have enjoyed many wonderful times out in God's great outdoors.

I will enjoy camping with Alex, Nic, and Mr. Green.

Pray that we don't meet that big, bad spider's great, great, great, great, great, great, great , great great, grandson. 

He might not be so kind to me! 

HA! 

5 Comments:

At 9:34 AM, Blogger Ann Closs said...

milton,
don't forget to watch out for electric fences!! ha ha!
ann

 
At 3:42 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Let us know how it went. I hope the boys (and you too) have a good time and good weather! and no spiders!

 
At 5:24 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I do remember quite a commotion going on in your tent that night many years ago as I was in the next tent over that consisted of single "career" girls. There WAS lot of conversation going on that night. We were all very glad that the "pastor" and Kristy were okay the next morning.

Have fun with the boys!
Love ya,
Tricia

 
At 6:50 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

You and the little guys have a blast! Remember, spiders are part of the FUN.
Go to bed. Sleep tight. Don't let the spiders bite!
Good night.
If you do feel a crawly thing SCREAM quietly. You are the brave ole man the boys look up to as a role model.
Make alot of camping memories!

 
At 12:35 PM, Blogger Barbara J. Robinson said...

I've always enjoyed camping. Reminds me of a time when I heard my young son scream (playing), but I thought he was in trouble and rushed to his rescue (he didn't need). I stepped in embers from a leftover camp fire and burned the bottom of my foot, even though I had flip flops on. It was my turn to scream, and he came rushing to my rescue (I did need) and found me with tears in my eyes and a badly burned foot. He told me he was playing, and I told him to look what his playing caused, because I thought he needed help. I told him to remember not to play wolf.

 

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