A Night of Camping . . . Almost

A few years ago, Jesse and I went camping at Ledges. We decided we wanted to do that again before it got too cold. Well this time, at 3:00 in the morning, I decided that 39 degrees WAS too cold. So after a fun evening of cooking meat packs wrapped in foil over a fire, eating smores, visiting with my visiting parents, watching "What About Bob" on our laptop in the car, trying to sleep but getting nowhere, I informed Jesse that I really just wanted to go home. I hadn't got much sleep the previous week and I was tired yet wide awake laying in the back of our Saturn VUE. Jesse seemed ok with the idea of heading home so we packed up our stuff and rushed home to our nice warm bed. AND . . .since it was the night of daylight savings, we got an extra hour of sleep. Renae was spending the night at my parents so I didn't even have to worry about waking up when she woke up. Usually I wouldn't be such a wuss about being merely uncomfortable just for one night. But I had already been laying awake for over an hour, I was so tired and Jesse seemed to be a cover hog. ;) The next morning as we were making our campfire breakfast of sausage, eggs and pancakes on our stove, I regretted our decision a little bit. But oh well. Life goes on. Next time we won't wait so long to go camping so it's not ridiculously cold out!



Eating smores around a campfire. Renae seems ticked she didn't get any.

My parents came out so I could feed Renae one last time that night and they also visited with us for awhile. I'm so grateful for free and fun baby-sitters!



I love snuggling with my baby! (Not to mention she kept me warm!)



Dad and Jesse discussing the proper way to cook a smore.



Renae and her Daddy snuggling. So cute . . .



Mom and her favorite daughter.