Yep, we’re gluttons for punishment. We’re going camping.
It’s an annual event that we’d never miss out on, but with our 18-month-old it’s never a guaranteed success. If you recall our last attempt at camping… It was just in the back yard and he only spent a total of about 2 hours in the tent before he had to be brought inside to sleep.
We’re hoping that the complete change of scenery, plus mulitple nights, will cure him of his aversion to sleeping somewhere other than his crib. That and the presence of grandma and grandpa should help. Should… Dear Lord please let it help!
I’m sure I’ll have plenty of stories to tell when we get back, but in the meantime, I’ll be out of internet range and so silent on the blog front. I look forward to updated you on all of our adventures upon our return! Assuming I’m still cognizant…