Confession time:  When I hear the word “adventure”, it sometimes stresses me out. Earlier in life, as a single person, I could just hop in the car and go do whatever caught my fancy. As a wife and mother, that is SO NOT TRUE anymore!  All of a sudden, “adventure” means prepping and packing food, making sure everyone has layers of clean clothing appropriate for whatever climate we’re going to encounter, making sure we have equipment to sleep, cook, hydrate, and participate in whatever activity we’re pursuing that day (rafting/hiking/running/biking/climbing/skiing/etc), stocking the car with snacks and water, and feeding everyone before we go. (Do I have too much focus on…