Camping

This summer we initiated our little man into one of key components of an awesome childhood. He had a huge smile on his face the whole time and dirt covering every piece of him. He had the time of his life playing with cousins and peeing on rocks. Mom and Dad on the other hand struggled to sleep on a deflating air matress that felt like a dying water bed. I especially loved crawling out of the tent in the middle of the night to battle to racoon or whatever was lurking in the dark awaiting an attack while I positioned myself in an awkard squat with my pants around my ankles.