First Camping Trip

My friend Heather persuaded us to go camping for a night in Bodega Bay. It was good fun. Desmond and Myles had a great time pushing each other around on Myles' car, Heather and Eric made yummy burritos for dinner, and then we sat around the campfire and had s'mores, which are always the best part of camping.

The no-sleep-all-night part was not so much fun. We've got a teeny little backpacking tent that is clearly not suitable for 2 grown adults plus a baby. It's not that Desmond takes up so much room, it's that such close proximity to us makes him want to nurse all night long. He slept and suckled, and if I tried to move him he would instantly wake up and cry. LOUDLY. Not acceptable in a tightly packed campground. So I would pop him back on, he'd go to sleep, and I would stare at the ceiling of the tent wondering how many hours it could possibly be until dawn. At the crack of dawn I cracked, and demanded that Ron take the baby and leave - I didn't care where - and let me get at least an hour or two of sleep. Ron took him for a long drive in the car, where they saw many beautifully antlered deer. Well, Ron saw them - Desmond was fast asleep in his car seat. Of course.

We decided we need a tent like Heather and Eric have - a huge lurking green thing with 2 "rooms." They had a blow-up mattress for themselves in one room, and the pack-n-play for Myles in the other room. The result: happy and well-rested family. Yes please!