First Camping Trip

I thought that with the arrival of nice weather (which we only get for 3 weeks or so before it becomes 90) in Savannah it would be a good time to take Cooper on a Father/Son camping trip. His mom got him a book about camping and we studied up on it (Curious George goes camping was his study guide) for a couple of weeks. I made sure to build the suspense leading up to the big day. So finally, a couple of Saturdays ago was our camping day. I got out all of the gear and we talked about our big adventure. He was very excited to sleep in a tent and knew we would be cooking marshmallows that night. We did not have far to go to get to our camp sight as Steph and I both decided the front yard was ideal because the back yard is sloped too much, so we got a great camping spot right next to a tree and about 2 steps from the driveway. Cooper was not a very big help setting up the tent, as all he wanted to do was get stuff out and play with it. It is probably hard for a 3 year old to envision a tent when all they can see are the poles and a big piece of fabric. But 10 minutes later, when the tent popped up, he was all about it! Camping had begun. We set up our sleeping bags and some lawn chairs, and got out the fire pit that Mars had gotten me for Christmas (thanks Marissa!) As dusk came we lit the fire and sat around talking and playing with flashlights and glowsticks. Roasted Hot Dogs and then ate roasted Marshmallows (Cooper preferred them raw, I like mine well done). We had a great time and even let Mom join us for dinner. When we were done we settled in to the sleeping bags. I was very nervous as to how this would go, thus the reason we camped at home. But I have got to say that Cooper was not scared at all and we both slept like babies. Can’t wait to do it again!