Are we crazy or hard core for family time? I will let you be the judge, but this past weekend we went camping with a 2 year old and 9 month old baby. We spent a grand total of 14 hours in the great outdoors and....well Cody and I agreed the experience wasn't a total loss. After driving around for 2 hours, mama and Cole were ready to get out of the truck and Cody was ready to get away from us. So here was were we landed. Finally, camp!
Home sweet home. A cot for Cody. Air mattress for Case and mama. Pack and play for Cole. The sleeping arrangements were the most challenging part of the entire trip. Getting 2 babies to sleep in a strange environment was...well, exhausting. After whispering with Case for at least an hour, I finally cracked up at his little conversations and couldn't stop laughing. The laughter was contagious and soon everyone was trying to stop the giggles before we woke up baby Cole.
We didn't do anything too extravagant for our first cookout. Hot dogs and chips were our camp fire dinner. Even Cole ate a hotdog bun.
It wouldn't be a camping trip without smores. Actually we are a strictly marshmallow family. No graham crackers for us. Needless to say, we knocked back a few marshmallows that evening.
Daddy helped Case out with his bites because they were fresh off the fire, hot and sticky. Cody is a blue ribbon marshmallow roaster. Every marshmallow comes out golden brown on the outside and liquid perfection on the inside. Fabulous.
Maybe Cody should have blown on his marshmallow a bit more. Watch out babe, they are hot!
Cole felt it was unfair he didn't get any marshmallows for dessert so he helped himself to some mud pie while we weren't looking.
In the morning the boys took a nature hike and came back with breakfast. Wild raspberries freshly picked. Yum-o!
The trip gave us confidence that we can do this. Once we are able to recouperate from this trip we might even brave the outdoors again. Maybe.
