Growing up wild and free

“Amaya lick Mamá’s tongue?” Amaya asked me using her super sweet voice thats reserved for requests. “Ummm… noooo,” I reply, “that’s gross.” We are eating in a rather nice fish restaurant and Amaya has just dropped some rice on the floor “oh, a little bird can eat that bit” she announces. Hmm, yes. Its said that two year olds are little barbarians and ours maybe a slightly more barbaric than most. Camping for so long has made us all a bit rough around the edges. We eat out of the pot we cook in for goodness sake.

Straight up and into a bit of puddle splashing before breakfast

Straight up and into a bit of puddle splashing before breakfast

Breakfast on the wharf? Sure, why not :)

Breakfast on the wharf? Sure, why not 🙂

As any honest camper will attest, part of the beauty of camping is you get to chill out and relax your standards. Waltz around in the same clothes, shower if you feel like it, brush your hair – whats a brush?! Its a time to get away from fast paced city living and societal pressures. One afternoon all three of us managed to get cherry stains on our t-shirts, our care factor – about zero.

Dressing up with her "Hello Kitty" cape.... don't ask me, it wasn't my idea!

Dressing up with her “Hello Kitty” cape…. don’t ask me, it wasn’t my idea!

From your position sitting in a comfortable office chair and breathing in air conditioned air this may seem disgusting to you, so judge us as negligent parents if you must, but it is said that a bit of dirt is good for immunity. From our position it is brilliantly refreshing to have dropped parenting standards, what does it really matter if our kid has less baths and is running around in slightly grubby clothes. She’s happy and healthy. Camping it seems is the perfect environment for a two year old. They seem to be made for fresh air. Shriek and yell, play rough, throw sand, run around naked, whatever it is the outdoors can take it. The large environment readily absorbs noise and activity, even a full blown tantrum while it may be in public is certainly less out of place than in your local supermarket.

Racing in the hanseatic city of Lübeck

Racing in the hanseatic city of Lübeck

Please don’t misunderstand me, Amaya is not a wild and crazy kid. She’s a sweet girl who has benefitted greatly from living predominately outdoors. Before our trip she was greatly concerned about getting dirty, touching sand, and didn’t really like the feeling of different textures under her bare feet. Now she will pick up a snail and with a wicked grin say “Mama eat it?!”

Bit different from eating a snail - but what a find!

Bit different from eating a snail – but what a find!

Loving natural park Muritz - the park with over 100 lakes!

Loving natural park Muritz – the park with over 100 lakes!

For a mini person what tops regular camping is being a camping nomad. Simply because you never know what kind of entertainment or delights the day is going to present.
Lunch may turn out to be at a lake – so we enjoy an unscheduled swim.
Another day its raining so we eat breakfast in the campground family room where Amaya’s breakfast chair of choice is a toy tractor (exciting for a 2 year old).
Or its the day of the campground bowling competition (on manually run equipment from  GDR times). Amaya won (no one is sure how – but it happened).
We play in a fountain, dance to live music in the town square, stumble upon a local fair, have breakfast on a wharf, the world is her playground with every day providing delights.

Checking out Bremen town square. Special times like these Amaya gets to ride "on top"!

Checking out Bremen town square. Special times like these Amaya gets to ride “on top”!

riding a swam paddle boat - cause our legs haven't done enough lately ;p

Riding a Swan Paddle Boat – cause our legs haven’t done enough lately ;p

Amaya somehow managed to win - no ones knows quite how.

Amaya somehow managed to win – no ones knows quite how.Important phone call

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8 thoughts on “Growing up wild and free

  1. Dirt is a wonderful thing! Used to eat it as a child, and I STILL play in it every other day as I garden! I’m sure a healthy relationship with the earth helps your immune system enormously :-). Glad you guys have had such a great time but looking forward to seeing you when you get back xx

  2. You two guys and Amaya are probably the only adventurers left in this modern world, I reckon. While I sit here home in comfort, it is wonderful to follow your adventures. Love you all, Fay Berry

  3. Fantastic pics, guys. We are so looking forward to seeing you, but will feel sorry for Amaya when the adventure ends; life won’t be nearly so ‘available’ …. What a wonderful start for her.

  4. Oh just love it. Noah our grandson lives in a normal back yard with fruit trees. He quite often eats the half mouldy fruit much to mums distane, but has survived. the other day she found one he had put in the oven of a toy kitchen, which he was keeping for later !! He is 20months, loves dirt sand,grabbing chunks of his dog alfies hair. He has a full adventure in his back yard !! Amaya and Noah would
    have a great time together !!

  5. It seems absolutely magical! I love the pictures of Amaya. Blessed child! I know she’s only 2 but somehow I’m sure these memories will become part of who she becomes. It’s been a joy to travel along with you and your family.

  6. What a lot of fun times 🙂 Haha, it made me laugh reading the comment about Amaya asking to lick your tongue, Emily is always licking us, she thinks she is hilarious! She also loves dirt, mud, and puddle jumping- I think they would get on well 🙂

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