Parker's First Camping Trip

A yurting we did go! Last weekend we packed up and headed to Grayland Beach State Park for the annual glass float hunt.

Parker came down with a cold and croup...again, but we decided to go camping any way. We sleep in a comfy yurt w/ heat and we were camping with friends with trailers so keeping P warm and dry wouldn't be a problem.

Turns out I tried to keep him too warm and he got overheated the first night. After cooling him down we wrapped him in a blanket and took a walk in the cold air to help clear his cough.  When we got back to the yurt, I commented that we must have let in a huge moth, which was now flying around the ceiling.  Brian thought it was too big to be a bug, switched on the light and yelled BAT!!!!!

To appreciate this story you have to understand Brian hates is scared shitless of bats.

I threw a blanket over Parker and ran to the door.  Brian was standing in front of the door telling me to get out. I told him I was trying to, but he was blocking the door! After scrambling out of the yurt I stood holding Parker, waiting for Brian to get rid of the bat. Brian was standing at least 20 feet from the yurt and after watching him duck every time the bat flew near the door, I decided to try and find some back up. I did not witness the demise of the bat, but according to witnesses, Chuck can swing a broom like Sammy Sosa.

Back in our bat-free yurt, we went to bed assuming Parker was too sick and we would have to head home in the morning.  Instead we were greeted with this happy, snot covered, fever-free cutie.

Snotty nose + rubbing face on sheets all night = this gem

What a difference a day makes!  Lethargic to peppy in 12 hours.

Puddles!

Notice the blue sky in the background!

And the ever present rain clouds

Saw this idea on Pinterest using bare feet. 
Here's our WA interpretation w/ rain boots!

Parker kept picking up pieces of grass and trying to replant them

We had some crazy weather. Rain, hail and snow on the drive down.
Blue sky for most of Saturday and hail and snow on Sunday morning. 

Guess I can stop cutting up P's apples.  He tried to eat the whole thing!

Finally tall enough to reach the pedals, but the helmet was another story

Even with the slightly rainy weather and our bat problem, I would say this was a successful camping trip!