We had chipmunks living in our camp. The boys nicknamed them Alvin, Simon and Theodore. This one is Theo. He was the fattest chipmunk we had ever seen.
This weekend James and I decided to brave camping this year...alone. We've never gone with just our little family before. We only went for two nights, but that was enough. By the last morning, Adam was crying to go home because he missed Diesel (our dog). The older boys would've stayed if they could.
We had fun, a few mishaps. Adam had a cough for about a week before we left. The first night there, he coughed so hard he threw-up...on me. Yes is was nasty. We cleaned up the best we could with wipes (it was almost 10pm, too late to go home) We also froze the first night. Last year when we went camping the end of August it was very warm at night...not this year. So, the next morning, I took a trip down the mountain to shower and get more blankets. It actually worked out because I also forgot our camera. The second night we were all way more comfortable.
Hayden and Adam had fun. They each had their own flashlight and they would play in the trees having little adventures. That's also how we got Adam to use the bathroom. He's still trying to pottytrain, so we would tell him "let's go on an adventure" and he would grab his flashlight and head off to the bathrooms (even in the daytime). Zac and Mason had fun going on little hikes up the creek and trying to sneak back into camp without being seen. It never worked, they snicker too much:)



