We got back yesterday from a fun weekend of camping with my parents. T and I and the kids stayed in a cabin (with heat, praise the Lord!), and my parents stayed in their trailer in the same campsite. There was a lake with lots of ducks and a playground. D.L.F. liked going for walks with “Westley Dog” (my parent’s West Highland White Terrier) and tried very hard to exert some authority over Westley (“Westley Dog, get down!”), who ignored him. D.L.F. got to try his first marshmallow. He was not impressed and didn’t like having sticky hands.
Sleeping in the cabin with the kids was a challenge. Two of the three nights there D.L.F. kept waking up every couple of hours and crying inconsolably at the top of his lungs for no real reason. Cupcake slept pretty well even with D.L.F.’s crying spells.
We all had a good time, but now we are all glad to be home.