Pictures are deceiving. Like this, for example:
Doesn't she look like a camping angel on Earth fresh up from a great night sleep and ready to tackle the day?
False. Lets try again.
Really, she was fresh off a giant temper tantrum, waking up everyone at the campground, and I bribed her with a cookie to pose for a second (because sugar is always the answer, right?) before I changed her from diaper to big girl undies so I could have a pic in her PJ's. This little girl acted like a total nightmare on our second day. So much so, that Jason and I have agreed it was the worst behavior she's ever displayed in all her 2.5 years.
On the other side of our camp site was the playground and the trail leading down to the Poudre River.We decided that maybe a change in scenery would do everyone good so we took a small hike down to check it out.
Here I am contemplating life, liberty and the pursuit of never drinking again!
We'll try again next summer when Kalynn is a bit older and when Moles is feeling better. As much fun as we had the first day, I feel that a successful camping trip is totally do-able,
but the Terrible Two's are a force to be reckoned with.
And we lost.
At least for this time...