Memory #177

I was about five and my two brothers and mom and dad and I were on our way to go camping. Mom said we had to go to sleep in the car or else we would have to take a nap when we got to the campsite. My brothers laid down in the back and pretended to sleep where my dad had folded the seats so they formed a big flat bed. I had to lie between them, and I was too excited about camping to go to sleep. I kept popping up and looking out the window, and then lying back down and trying to sleep. When we got to the campsite, my dad set up the tent, and my brothers got to go down to the creek to swim with our friends who had driven in another car. My mom made me take a nap in the tent instead. I should have known; she always did what she said she was going to do. I was still mad and thought it was unfair.