We went camping this past weekend. It was fun. It was tiring. There were rough patches. There were cranky patches. There were happy patches.
We just bought our little trailer a couple of weeks ago, so we weren't sure how well it would work for us as a family. Mike and I had been more than a little nervous about camping with Ethan. We had planned on tent camping (it's all the equipment we had when I booked the campsite), but the trailer sort of fell into our laps and it turned out to be really worth it.
We have to use Mike's car to pull it, which isn't too much of a problem except that it doesn't have air conditioning. It is a Pontiac Vibe (so not much bigger than the trailer). Here is what we looked like on our way to the campsite:
Ethan fell out of bed 2 or 3 times. The bed isn't too far off the ground, so I wasn't too worried (but of course I still worried). The first time he fell he was still sleeping, so I just put him back in bed and tucked him as far away from the edge as I could. The last time he fell out of bed (at 5:33 am) he was up for the day.
The second day went WAY better. It rained in the morning, but we went for a drive, then took a family nap. After we woke up we went to the beach:
In the evening after we ate, we had Smores.
So all in all we had a great camping trip! I'll post more pics and stories in a different entry.