We decided to go camping last weekend with a group of friends and our toddler. We have been camping (really more of glamping) many times before the bebe was born but this was the first time we went as a family.
And well, it was interesting.
We left our one day camping adventure with one cut nose (babes), 4 hours of sleep (me), a leaking air mattress, contest to see who could get the dirtiest (babes) and 1 hangover (hubby). And as we drove off still smelling like campfire, we decided that yes, we did have a ton of fun. That decision I think came from complete exhaustion.
Chasing a half crawling/half walking toddler around a camp site where there is nothing really for a toddler to do except get into trouble was more then exhausting - 'E, please stay out of the fire pit. E honey, let's not play with the fire ants. E, FREEZE, we don't walk out into the road like that. E, let's put the hatchet down and play with this, ummm, really exciting frisbee.'
So against all better judgement, we are planning on going camping again this upcoming weekend with another group of friends who also has a toddler. Not sure what I am thinking.Read More