This is the first camping trip where we’ve really had to deal with mosquitoes, especially early in the morning and in the evening. So far we are winning…though the mosquitoes have scored a few. We keep applying the bug spray and have the citronella candle going and it really seems to help. Our site is so wooded and we love it because it gives us amazing privacy and keeps us nice and cool during the day, which is so important because we don’t have a 30amp hook up at this campground, so we can’t run the AC. As I’ve mentioned before, the trailer turns into an oven on a sunny day!
Dealing with all the mosquitoes has brought back memories of the Little Professor and his experience with them in his early years. We bought our house when he was 2 going on 3 and where our house is located, there are a lot of those pesky, itchy bugs. We’ve never stayed out late in our backyard because of them. When we would arrive home we’d say to the Little Professor “Hurry up, the mosquitoes are out! We need to get inside before they bite us”. He took it very seriously and would scurry into the house without pausing for anything. For about two years we would arrive home and he’d join us in rushing into the house and proclaiming “We need to get in the house before the Mosquitoes get us!”
I don’t remember exactly how it came about…I think the Little Professor asked us where the Mosquitoes live or a question like that, but we soon realized we had been terrorizing our child for years every summer season. It never dawned on us that he didn’t know what a mosquito was. He was assuming they were as big as dogs and instead of leaving itchy bumps, they would most likely rip your arm off if they got a hold of you! The unmistakable relief, on his little face, when we told him they were tiny little bugs was enough to make any mummy feel guilty for all the anxiety we had caused him. Now, a couple years later, it’s something funny we can all laugh about, like we did the other night!