I have been asking Mark if we could schedule a camping trip sometime before the spring. We never really could settle on a day and he wasn't really looking forward to sleeping in a tent with a newborn (at least until we knew how well he could sleep). After oogling over camping gear at a store one night, we finally agreed to plan a trip and settled on the weekend before Thanksgiving.
And we had a blast! It was nice and cold at night (which meant lots of snuggling) but just beautiful during the day (no coats needed). We traveled to Hunting Island, SC, which turned out to be not too far from home and the towns we passed on the way were very nice. Hunting Island is a state park so there was a lot of naturalness to it. The campsite was full and we met a lot of nice people too (most of them couldn't believe we were tent camping with ten kids!).
Bryant's first trip to the ocean, out of utero!
This is the lighthouse on the island. It is no longer functional but very pretty!
Sister love! (It's so much fun catching these sweet moments)
This is pre-dirty Ceili Rain. If you look closely you can see the smudges beginning to appear.
In the process of taking a dirt bath.
I was bound and determined that they were not going to take a shower while we were there (that's just a lot of work with all the kids) but by Saturday night, we couldn't stand it any longer and threw Ceili Rain in to be washed. The next morning, she got up and within five minutes we could no longer tell she had a bath the night before.
And the coolest thing that we barely caught on film occurred Saturday night. We were eating supper and I heard a noise in the leaves beside us. I turned and saw three deer. One doe and her two fawns. They were just standing there and then slowly walked through the camp. All of us were in awe! I don't think I've ever been that close to deer before.