Well...now that the experience is behind us...yes, we are in fact crazy. A while back I asked my awesome sisters if they would like to go camping at George Washington National Forest. When I say camping, I mean camping. No showers, bathrooms, campgrounds. Just you and what you can fit into a car. The Gormans were the only takers. With regards to taking Mason I would think to myself, "How bad could it be?" We're laid back parents and we have a pretty laid back kid. Besides eating everything in sight, we will all be fine. Right?
For the most part, yes. Everything was fine, beautiful and delicious. Nighttime however proved to be a bit more difficult. When your baby wakes up at one o'clock in the middle of the night screaming...for an hour and a half, and cannot be consoled by your loving arms, there are moments of panic. When I say panic I mean tears. Frozen tears because it was really, really cold. Well not literally freezing but adults were shivering inside their sleeping bags cold. No wonder Mason was ticked. After multiple attempts at soothing, camp fire admiring and flat out pleading, we laid down Mason in between us. Did I mention that this was one o'clock in the morning and had been going on for over an hour? He thought it was playtime and proceeded to do laps around our tent. Awesome.
Eventually he tuckered out and slept soundly for the rest of the night between us. It was difficult for the other parties involved to get any sleep with a baby between them and the chilly weather. Mason woke up refreshed, happy and ready to tackle the day with two, very sleepy parents.
Anyone up for a camping trip?
Kudos to you both for even attempting to camp with a 10-month old! Wow! Sounds like it was a good time, other than the early AM. We miss you guys.
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