My husband and I are beach camping this week. This is our 5th summer here and we've finally got it down to a science. We have a laminated packing list and each year is pretty much the same... well.. except that we have a kid this year.
The night before we left, I was frantically downloading books onto my Kindle. I usually read no less than 6. My record standing at 11.
Five days in and...
I'm just about halfway through the acknowledgements page in book #1.
What I didn't anticipate? My 14 month old would rather spend every second playing in the sand and playing with the other camp children than inside a cool air conditioned travel trailer with all his toys.
Oh well. There's always next year. He'll be 2 and...
I'm guessing it won't happen then either.
Looks like my relaxing with a spritzer, book reading days are over.