The Campout
Nov 12th, 2008 by Anna
Last Saturday night, Oscar, Clara, & I braved the wilds in our backyard. We pitched a tent, unrolled our sleeping bags, and slept outside. It was #24 on the list, after all, so you knew I was going to do it, right? I’m one of those people who never sleeps well unless I’m in my own bed, so I have to say that I impressed myself with the great time I had throughout the whole experience. This experience included being awakened by the sounds of sirens and a helicopter in the middle of the night (we do live in central San Diego you know) and getting rained on (I didn’t bother to check the weather ahead of time). Highlights of the night included reading stacks of books by flashlight together and munching on the jiffy pop Brian prepared on the grill for us. At 5:30 in the morning we emerged from our tent, threw on our shoes, and ordered up some pancakes at a 24 hour diner.
On Sunday night when I was putting Oscar to sleep I asked him if he was happy to be sleeping in his bed again. He started to cry and told me that he wanted to sleep in the tent again. Next time it is his daddy’s turn.
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