Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Backyard Camping

Long, long ago there was a family... Before I get into all the photo-rific details of our summer adventures, I really wanted to back-up and tell you all about a fun adventure we had as a family back in May. Yep, in May. As in three months ago. Whatever, it was fun and going back to the "I miss sharing our lives with strangers" bit from yesterday, well, here is is...

Like I was saying, back in May, our family was supposed to go camping and hiking in Stone Mountain with one of our favorite Friend Families. Unfortunately, they had a last minute family emergency and since we are known to have the most unreliable cell service around, we didn't know they couldn't go until we had already gathered our supplies.
You guys, I'm already in my camping outfit!
The other problem? We had been telling Beatrice Kate for weeks about our "Adventure Camping Trip" and she would have been heart. broken. to miss it. So, because we're cheap and lazy and didn't feel like putting stuff back up awesome parents, we thought we may give Backyard Camping a go.
Camp Collins
And boy, did it go! Bea was SO excited and kept shouting, "Campin in the BackaYarda!". We knew we were on to something good. She even volunteered to help lay out the sleeping bags:
Daddy, I'm Camp Captain, you hear?

This may have been because she wanted to immediately lay down in them to "take a nap" (a nap in which she did not actually sleep. Or close her eyes):
Takin' a nap. Or not.
And, Daddy will take a nap, too.
And after 3 minutes of that, she moved on to inspecting the camping supplies. Like the headlamp. That was (apparently) in need of close inspection:
Can't see out here without some light, you guys.

After everything was deemed safe, Bea and Dad got the cookout gear ready to go:
In keeping with the authentic camp out feel, we even opted to use a tiny (microscopic sized) charcoal grill as a "camp fire":
Bea-sized Charcoal Grill. You know, for those Toddler Grill Masters.
Shortly after, the "Camp Face" was started:
Outside for 20 minutes and she looks like a wild animal
The meal turned out really good. Despite being cooked on the world's smallest grill:
Wilderness Feast.
We even used our camping plates and utensils:
Who needs your own plate, when you have Daddy's?
Some of us, ahem, didn't even bother with a table and chose to eat right off of the chairs:
What? Do I have something on my face?
Toddler-sized camp chairs/tables
Cooper, of course, was on hand for clean-up duty:
The Hoover, in action. The Toddler, destroying.
Oh, were you going to finish that?
What's a little smoke inhalation with there's HOTDOGS!
And since it's a proven fact that Toddlers Love S'Mores... it only seemed natural to finish the meal in style:
Some family member prefer their marshmellows a little, um, well done:
And of course, Beatrice Kate had to get in on this:
You guys didn't think I wouldn't want in on this, did you ?
This is way too hard to eat like this...
And so did Cooper:
What? I thought you said S'mores for everyone?!? No? My bad.
Beatrice Kate preferred her S'more to be Deconstructed:
It's way easier to eat like this,  you guys.

Yep. That's... classy?
Unfortunately, her cleanliness habits took a turn for the worst around this point:
Oh, whatever, It's not like she's visiting with the Queen.

It's like she's proud to be filthy.
Whew, at least one part of her grimy little body seemed to stay clean (and girly):
She can camp like the boys, but always has a hint of girl!
Hold on a minute...
Wait! I was hoping at least a little part of you was "Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice"

Finally, nightfall came and the sugar rush crashed:
And we lit some citronella candles and hung out under the lantern light:

It was time to climb into the tent for some goodnight stories with Daddy:
See? Hand lamps are critical for backyard camping.
 Bea opted for a themed goodnight story as well:
It's an appropriate book, huh?

And we thought we were in like Flynn when it seemed that Bea was actually, really, possibly going to settle down and go to sleep. Outside, even!:
*Yawn* You guys, I'm getting sleepy.

I think I'll just..zzzzzzzzzzzz
Oh yea right, who are we kidding?:
Sike! You suckers fell for it didn't you? Didn't you?
We gave it the old College Try and Parenting Rock-Stars we are not... and after 30 minutes it was very, very clear that there would be no tent sleeping. So, we trekked inside. To our beds. And covers. And snuggly, warm mattresses. What? I never said I was Bear Grylls, people.


1 comment:

  1. That's awesome. Feel free to take us camping with you sometime. We know nothing and would get eaten by bears if we went on our own. :)