Ever since we moved out here last summer, I've been griping to Phil that we haven't gotten to go camping yet. From my childhood camping days, I know how different it is camping in the West verses the cramped flat campsites of the midwest and I've been dying to introduce Sasha to what I hope will be a family pasttime. Well, we finally had our chance a few weekends ago. We packed up our stuff and ventured to the state park just 15 minutes up into the mountains along with Megan and Uli.
Sasha loved setting up the tent, traipsing around the wooded site, eating outside and looking at the fire, but when it came time to go to sleep in the tent, she was not having it. We even took her little portable crib to put into the tent, hoping it would be just like home for her, but the combination of too much light, noisy neighbors, and the cold made sleep elusive.
Sasha unsure about going to bed in her crib.
We ended up going for a long drive up the mountain to try to get her to fall asleep and then transfer her to the tent, but this failed as well. We did see a spectacular sunset up there before heading home to sleep. We'll try again later this summer. If at first you don't succeed....
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