Backyard Camping

We didn't go camping this year, even though the kids really wanted to, because I knew that it would be a struggle (more than I wanted to deal with) to take Jimmy with us.  He is into everything lately, moves quickly and it would be an all-consuming job to chase after him at this age.  Next year will be better ... he will be following directions better (hopefully!), be more independent and easier to look after.

In order to not let the whole summer go by without some sort of camping experience, Steve set the tent up in the backyard last month.  The girls, Jack and him slept in the tent for the night and had a great time.  It was a bit chilly and they were happy to come inside first thing the next morning -- to the pancakes that I had waiting for them.  (I had stayed inside all night and it was for the better because Jimmy ended up having a rough time sleeping ... not sure why ... and I was up with him several times before dawn).

The night before, James and I joined them before they hunkered down for the night so that we could enjoy the campfire nearby.  I mean, what is camping without a good campfire and s'mores?!

The humidity was at an all-time high and was wreaking havoc with those of us in this family with curls, but those girls never stopped smiling the whole time.  This was just what they had wanted all summer.