We did it! We went camping! This time we actually ate dinner and slept in a tent (well sort of). So we were in a tent, but didn’t sleep much.
We had hot dogs and of course s’mores! The boys had such a good time exploring with their cousins-The Texas Greens! Although one of the boys was falling every 15 minutes. My poor nephew, Tyler, fell and ate a mouth full of dirt. He even got some war wounds out of it. But they were tough (well sort of).
It was a great evening of putting up the tent, moving the tent, bear proofing everything-yeah, there have been bears up there. Golden Gate State Park, by the way, BEAUTIFUL! I’ve decided Chris and I ROCK at the whole setting up and taking down part. Seriously! We could have our scouts badge already, but some people think there’s more to camping than the set up part. 🙂
So after we had dinner, the kids played, Misty and I took the boys exploring…and then it was time to put baby Carson down. I fed him and layered him up and put him in the pack ‘n play. He took awhile to settle down, but finally fell asleep. Yes! The night is off to a great start (well sort of).
About 30 minutes later after Carson went down. Ryan found a huge bug on Carson’s side of the tent. I did not scream or anything! And I am telling you this picture does not do it justice, it was a very large bug. So Ryan’s way of protecting baby Carson and dealing with the bug was to throw, hurl rather, the ball at the tent, which then started a chain reaction-a bad chain reaction. Carson was startled awake and this made him raging mad. One thing about my sweet boy is that he can be a bit of a screamer when he is mad or tired.
We tried to get him to go back down, but that just wasn’t happening. We got him up with us and so began the night of no sleep. He nursed and slept on me while I watched the moon travel from one end of the tent to the other. At the beginning of the night, I snuggled in my new sleeping bag (that would later twist and not zip because I was holding my sweet Carson) and laid comfortably on the surprisingly cozy air mattress (that would be completely deflated sometime later that night) and thought, “This is going to be the best night of no sleep-ever.” It was wonderful holding that sweet little baby that is crawling everywhere now and will rarely snuggle with me. Little did I know he would be waking up ever 1-2 hours screaming inconsolably-that part not so pleasant.
None of us really slept except the boys. All but poor Tyler, he got altitude sickness and was up most of the night being miserable. Which later a friend read a story about a baby who had the same camping experience as Carson and they found out it was altitude sickness. Poor babies!
I will still say we were victorious!