Many years ago, I had this great idea to take my family on a camping trip.
I was tired of the Theme Parks, with their long lines and high prices.
I wanted to teach my children about the awesome wonders of our natural world.
So for our next vacation, I purchased some equipment, loaded everyone in the van and headed for a State Park a few hundred miles from home.
When we arrived at the park, I felt confident that we had brought along everything we could possibly need.
Although like so many of my ideas, it was not thought out as well as it should have been.
As we were setting up our tents, I soon found out the hard way that there were some safety issues that I had not taken into consideration.
It was very hot and humid when we arrived.
To our astonishment, it seemed as if we had landed inside a "Mosquito Air Force Military Installation".
The bugs were very big, well organized, and completely everywhere.
I hadn't brought insect repellent along and needless to say, this did not make me "The Man of the Hour".
Being the "Super Dad" that I am and only losing a couple of pints of blood, I quickly ran to a store to buy insect repellent.
Buy the time I returned, my family had discovered many other necessities that I did not even think to bring.
So I had to spend my first day of vacation scrambling around trying to supply my family with all the essential provisions.
That evening, just when I started to calm done and feel more secure in our situation, I sliced one of my fingers wide open.
It looked like a butterflied shrimp ready to go on the barbecue, and of course I had not brought along a First-Aid Kit.
So, completely unable to stop the bleeding, needing stitches badly and already quite drained of precious blood reserves, my wife wrapped it up and this time we all drove out of the park to get it stitches.