Camping Adventures

Ah! Summer! The time of year meant for s'mores. Nights under the stars. Scary stories around the campfire. And... cleaning vomit out of a tent?

Yes, it's true. In trying to escape the summer heat we went camping in the mountains. Things seemed to be perfect. The temperature was sublime. Dinner was delicious. The s'mores were divine. And then at midnight everyone in the tent awoke to the sound of vomiting. Well, actually I wasn't asleep yet. I was sharing a sleeping bag with Brianna and she wiggles too much to allow for sleep.

I voted for packing up and going home, but Cameron was determined. He pulled out the soiled sleeping bag. Cleaned up Eli. Made a makeshift bed for Brianna, including a zipped up sweater as a sleeping bag and then directed Eli to climb into my sleeping bag. I actually slept better after that since Eli doesn't wiggle as much as Brianna.

The next day I had the envious job of cleaning sick off of a sleeping bag, shirt, sleeping pad, pillowcase, and teddy bear, while Cameron went hiking looking for snakes and Eli lay on a cot by the campfire. Meanwhile Brianna was doing her best to become as dirty as possible. One day I'll be able to look back on this family trip with amusement. Right?