Camping Trip

This was our second attempt at camping. The first ended in rain and being so cold I could see my breath (which took all of about a half hour and we were done). However, it is the end of July and Zack has been dying to go so I put away my reservations and we went. After all, the fall in Wyoming is just around the corner. We decided on a spot and settled in. I tried to make the sleeping arrangements as homey as possible-I even had an air mattress-but looks are deceiving. Zack of course had to be a man and make a fire as soon as possible. Which was fine with us because the ONLY good part of camping to me (and Lily) is smores. So it was all fun and games until Lily decided she wasn't going to sleep in that thing and had a meltdown (or two). Zack was shh-ing her (because the bear we thought we heard earlier may not like crying babies) and she started shh-ing him back. It was so funny we all had to laugh. Needless to say, none of us got much sleep and were glad to kiss the campsite goodbye the next morning (if you would even call it morning). It was definately an experience...