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My mom smiled. It was the kind of smile that says, I am going to survive you out of sheer spite.

I wanted a classic camping moment: making pancakes on a cast iron skillet, listening to the birds, sipping instant coffee with my mom.

She looked down at her muddy sneakers and whispered, "I know. I'm sorry."

By the time we reached the campground, I had a headache the size of a national park. This is where the phrase “Camp With Mom and My Annoying Friend Who” becomes a full-blown reality TV show.

I wanted to crawl into the cooler. Any seasoned camper knows that building a fire is a sacred ritual. You need dry kindling, a proper log cabin structure, and patience.

"I think I heard a twig snap. Are we going to die? Do you think Mom will let me sleep in the car?"