Cavernously

Mom was always up for a goofy pose.  If she opened her mouth any wider in this one, she'd need a flip-top head.  

There were several years when we would go to the all-church campout together.  Instead of a tent, which could fall victim to late-night shenanigans or downpours, we would sleep in the back of our Volvo station wagon.

Don't ask how I know about late-night shenanigans involving mysteriously deflating tents of fellow parishioners.  In the famous words of Sergeant Schultz, "I know nothing!"