Camping with Monsters

 I always said I'd never become boring after I had kids. I wouldn't stay at home all the time, we'd still go on fun trips, and we'd stay out past their bedtime if it meant having a good time with friends.

Let's just say that I stay at home a lot. Because a lot of times, it's easier to hang out around my house than it is to load two kids and all of their junk into the car to go to a storytime or park for an hour. I'm not kidding- it takes exponentially longer to get two kids out of the house than it does to get one kid out.

ANNYWAY. We do stay out past the kids' bedtime occasionally (but we always pay for it later). And sometimes, just sometimes, we even go on fun trips. Like camping - camping is fun.

Let me tell you a little bit about what it's like to go camping with a toddler and a baby. It's crazy. It's a hassle. It's stressful. But it's also worth it. 

When your 2-year-old watches you set up the tent and gets so freakin' excited about it... that's worth it.

When your baby boy is full of smiles and laughter because he gets to roll around outside... that's worth it. 

When your husband gets so excited about shooting guns and chopping wood... that's worth it.

When you sit around the campfire with your little family, look at the stars while eating foil dinners, and take time to enjoy a day and night without any technology.... that's worth it.