Camping Mountains

You know what? Autumn has arrived in the higher elevations! Complete with pretty fall leaves. See for yourself!










Camping was...okay. Some good, some bad. Little Man did not enjoy fishing. He also hated canoneing after about five minutes. You could never tell that from the picture though!



Little Man is a boy, without question. Throwing rocks in the lake.







Little Man's favorite part? The woodpile.



He found a rope and was able to wrangle himself some wild wood!




The moon at sunset and a bit later.








Little Man made a friend there and got to feed some horses. We also enjoyed some swimming until Little Man choked on some water and threw up in the pool. Then everyone had to get out of the pool. The other families there were soooo nice! They were very patient and understanding with Little Man, and that part was wonderful. Our boy was foul and impossible at times and by far and away the most difficult camper present. But, that did not stop the staff and the other families from being great with him.
The worst part for me was the night time. I am going to show you what happened. When we hook Little Man up for his night feeds it is supposed to look like this:





See that little cap (also called a med port) to your right? It is supposed to be closed like that.

BUT! Bald Man forgot to close the med port so it looked like this:



Know what happened? The sleeping bag Little Man and I were sharing got fed. Little Man's entire feeding went onto Little Man and the sleeping bag and some on me. His formula is sticky and stinky. Waking up cold, wet and without extra blankets and trying to be quiet so we don't wake up the other people in the cabin was, um, interesting. We managed to kind of mickey mouse another sleeping arrangement. Bald Man slept on and under the towels we brought and Little Man and I used Bald Man's sleeping bag instead. Bald Man felt bad, but I told him it wasn't a big deal. And it wasn't. Just one of those things.
Probably the biggest indicator that the trip wasn't a complete disaster? I am totally willing to do it again sometime. Not soon, like next week, but next summer for sure.

Here is my son with his two girls!



And here is our Squid at 12 days. Stay tuned, I have some interesting photo ideas I will be trying out in the next few weeks while Squidly is still tiny and cooperative.