Our first night away from Harriet.
Alma’s first camping trip.
It was quite a trip. We met my parents at their annual group camp-out. They go up the river every year and spend a few nights playing music with friends.
We have never actually spent the night at this camp-out. This year we tried.
We almost made it the whole night. Jesse got food poisoning and we ended up driving back to the valley in the middle of the night.
Looking back, there were a few signs telling us not the try to camp. My sister-in-law had a baby that morning (we thought maybe my parents would want to go meet him right away – the decided to wait until the next day). Our air mattress didn’t fit in the tent (sweet Marsha traded us for her tent).
Oh well. At least we tried. And Alma got to experience most of the camping experience.
And Harriet had a great time having a slumber party with my dad.