Some of my favorite memories growing up were had in a tent. Up until recently we never had a tent, then one day, quite without looking for it, we found a tent at our local thrift store that had never been out of it's box. It's a simple 4 man dome tent. It's spacious enough for 2 small air mattresses.
Ever since the first night Danya and I tried it out she begs to sleep in the tent. We haven't figured out how to get all 3 of us in it yet, as I sleep on the twin size air mattress and Danya (before it popped) slept on a swiming air matress.
Anyway, she usually begs to get in the tent as soon as bath is done, and as you can see this particular night we had a little camera play time before bed. Auntie Em, she takes after you notice that both of these are self portraits. She's pretty good at taking photos of herself.
And me too. Yes for those of you keeping track I do look even skinnier than when I got pregnant. Not sure where those collar bones came from but all of a sudden I have them. And yes the hair is back below the shoulders as well. Pregnancy does all kinds of fun things to your body.
Anyway, camping has been a great blessing and a wonderful reward for us. Danya loves to sleep in her tent. We just set it up in our back yard, and enjoy the night sounds and watch the stars.
One thing we fail to keep track of though is the moon and what part of the cycle it is in. It seems like we are always in the tent for the full moon, and darn that thing is bright! Doesn't seem to bother Danya as she sleeps but man does it keep me up.
Sweet dreams little girl.
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