Kelsie planned a family campout for tonight. The girls were so excited about it. We had a picnic dinner, put up our tent, ate smores, read books by flashlight, and then we were ready for the big sleepover.The Problem: the 3 year old boy is the only camper left in the tent at 11 PM. The girls tossed and turned for an hour or so and then opted to abandon the campout for their own soft beds. Somehow I had a feeling this is how it would end. I'm pretty sure the girls inherited my love for "roughing it".
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