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Monday, August 20, 2007

Camping, part 1

So, you have a 14 month-old. And you decide that you want to go camping. Here's the first important piece of advice: do not pick a city with the word North in it. A city with the word north is celebrating it's northness. It's celebrating the fact that it's up there. And thus, even in August, it can and will be cold.

We tent camped. The reason for the place was a memorial for brother-in-law's older brother Joe. Uncle John and aunt Tracey where there. Uncle Simon and aunt Christina where there. Nanny and Granddad weren't, which meant Granddad could watch Lucy.

Now that you know the players, here are some stats. The warmest it ever got was an estimated 70 in the sun. That meant a good 45-50 at night.

However, we survived. And in doing so managed a bunch of firsts for Autumn.

These days, Autumn is a roller when sleeping. At home, she likes to sleep, at some point in the night, on every square inch of the crib. That wasn't possible in her first sleep in a tent because we cocooned her in blankets and even one of my sweatshirts. So when she tried to roll over, she would wake up startled that she couldn't. Luckily she would fall back asleep.

Thanks to a nap that commenced at 5:00 and ended at 9:00PM, she was up for her very first fireworks show that happened on a star filled sky. Her eyes were wide as the sky literally exploded in front her. I can't tell if she loved it or not. She didn't hate it, since she continued to stare. I'll guess she loved it.

It's lunch on Monday and honestly my first chance to blog about the weekend. I'll have pictures later.

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