Although no one can remember how it started (or, uh, wants to claim responsibility for its origins), P-Street camping is an annual event. We pack up our kids, our cars, our coffee, and our potentially bad choices (swinging from the cabin roof, anyone?) and head to Laurel Hill State Park.
This year marked Bea's and Itchy Frog's first camping adventure. It did not begin auspiciously. Thursday evening:
"Bea, we're going camping tomorrow! We're going to sleep in our sleeping bag in a cabin."
"In the woods."
"In the WOODS?? Ewwwwww. I no like the woods."
Luckily, she'd forgotten about her distate for the woods by the time we drove into the park. "I'm inna forest, mama! Itchy Frog inna forest! I like the forest!"
We spent Friday night watching the kids run around like maniacs, practicing our Karate Kid balancing skills on the slackline, and trying to figure out the rules to some crazy card game. I lost, spectacularly. Luckily, an epic meltdown from Bea saved me from further humiliation. "I no wanna go pee inna woods! I no wanna go bed inna woods! I wanna go home!"
After a rough night and a "people, what the hell am I doing in the middle of the woods" wakeup the next morning, we set off to collect Liv from her (nearby) sleepaway camp. Good morning, sunshine...
(1) First trip to the beach (the park has a lake with a little beach area). Based on Saturday's experience, our family beach trip this month is going to be the best thing to ever happen to Bea. She dug and swam and dug and swam and really did not want to leave. Itchy Frog just relaxed in the chair and kept himself hydrated.
(2) First time roasting marshmallows on a stick. Or, in Bea parlance, snowman. No clue where she got that, but she insisted on "making a snowman" then refused to eat it. No worries, though - Liv and the other big kids selflessly powered through all the roasted snowmen.
Mother Nature sent an awesome deluge our way right as we were all cooking dinner outside. For the record, 14 kids and 11 adults in one little camping cabin is, um, cozy. Also for the record, Bea lost The Quiet Game in the first few seconds. Shocking, I know.
They got a little goofy after that. Bottoms up...
Olivia's favorite part was the slackline. Bea's favorite part was sleeping in the cabin. And, according to Bea, Itchy Frog's favorite part was simply sleeping.