Our first camping trip as a family was a rousing success. How could it not be when we were asleep most of the time? The boys had a little bit of trouble getting used to the idea of a tent, and I can’t say I loved the way Simon climbed on top of me when we were trying to fall asleep, or the way Oliver pinched my nose in the dark. (How did he even know where it was? It was pitch black!)
But in my opinion, it couldn’t have gone any better. Granted, we didn’t prepare any food. The only thing we did was put up and take down the tent. And sleep. But still!!
The boys found some eggs/rocks. They got to walk around in their rain boots. They got to play on the beach (while I ran with Abby).
We might just make a habit out of this camping thing.