In a tent, in the backyard. Temp hovering around freezing, I think. Had a campfire a while ago: hot dogs, marshmallows and even a few apple slices were roasted.
Now, though, bundled up in sleeping bags, blankets, stocking caps. While listening to the light patter of a small freezing rain hit the tent I told some fun, silly ghost stories. After much giggling, both kids are, as I type this on my phone, snuggled up on either side of me, fast asleep.
Tomorrow I’ll be sore from sleeping on the ground…but it’ll be worth it. 🙂
Sounds like a great adventure for the kids. And well worth being a bit sore and I’m sure tired.
Spencer
Hey Spence! Yep, we had fun. Right up to the point where Max started throwing up from too many marshmallows… but that’s another story!
Bummer. Well I bet that will be a good story to embarrass him with when he’s older.
Oh yes!! This kid is SO fun, which translates into: I will have a TON of stories to embarass him with when he’s older!!