Bedtime rolled around and we bundled the kids in to 2 sets of pajamas each and threw an additional sweatshirt over the top just to make sure they'd stay warm. Jon and I sat by the campfire and listened to our two little nuggets laughing and talking to each other.
I think I only slept a total of three hours that night--between worrying about the kids and trying to stay warm yet comfortable. Sophie woke up at 5am when the tiniest bit of light hit the tent and the birds started singing. Her first words were, "Daddy! Daddy! Hold me. Car!!" She was done with the trip. We put her between us in our bed and warmed her up and tried to keep her quiet until Jonah could wake up at a decent hour (which ended up being 6:30am).
It was absolutely freezing in the morning. The kids were grouchy. Jon was grouchy. But I couldn't help but enjoy it all. I grew up going camping a lot with my family and have always wanted my kids to grow up loving nature as much as I do. It might take some getting used to but I know we'll be making good memories as we go!
I only had my phone to take pictures, so forgive the quality, please.
Keeping Sophie warm and content in the morning chill.
Beautiful morning
While packing up the car, it was apparent that we'll soon be needing one of these. I never thought I'd be a minivan mom but these advertisements are certainly persuading!


1 comment:
What fun memories you will all have of camping together :) I remember I hated it when I was little-dirt, cold, no good sleep, etc.
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