we were supposed to spend the weekend
camping with my brother and Laura, but
only ended up staying for the day. The two
nights before we were set to leave, Chris and
I were up MULTIPLE times with a screaming
baby. We determined Connor was cutting his
last molar, leaving him restless and cranky
with a very stuffy/runny nose. Regardless,
we decided to give it a try and headed out
Saturday morning. Connor was fine during the
day, we could still tell he wasn't feeling his best,
but he was a trooper anyways. We ended up
having a great time hanging out and riding quads,
but just couldn't fathom a night like the two
previous, trapped in a tent in 40 degree weather.
So we opted to head home. By the way, we had
set up our tent and everything else "just in case"
we wanted to stay, and then had to tear it all down
again to leave. Chris said he didn't think he'd ever
set up and torn down a whole camp site in the same
day! I doubt many people have:) Oh well, like I
said it was a fun day, worth all the hassel. And
thank you to Austin and Laura for being so
understanding of our cranky little guy. We had
a blast with you guys!
Here's some memories:
Chris and Connor playin'
We could not peel Connor away from the quads
the whole time we were there. When we first
started them up he wasn't so sure about it, but
once they got moving he was a happy boy:)