This year we decided that we were going to go camping in Moab for our summer trip. Let me preface this by saying that our family loves camping and we've been many times with the kids and never had a problem. We've even gone when I've been prego before, so I wasn't really worried about that. Well, let's just say this trip did not go as planned and rather than having a fun filled week of camping, we lasted two days before packing up and heading home for a wonderful staycation.
It all started while we were making the four hour drive and Ashlynn decided to puke not once, but twice. Of course she'd been fine all morning, so we assumed it was car sickness, which she's never had before, but we really didn't want to cancel out trip when she was probably fine. Once we arrived we set up camp, had a really late dinner and crashed for the night (I use this term loosely).
The next morning after the worst night sleep possible because a little boy was having nightmares all night and eventually decided the best place to sleep was with his feet in my face, we decided to go into Arches National Park. While getting ready to leave Ashlynn decided to throw up her milk all over Andrew, the tent, our sleeping bags and our air mattress. Lovely. Needless to say we were a little terrified to get in the car again at this point with her, but the thought of air conditioning (in awful high 90's weather) won out and we loaded up.
Lunch in the parking lot.
While driving around we found Sand Dune Arch, which the kids loved. It was a very short walk through a lot of really fine sand.
Doesn't Ashlynn look so happy.
After playing in the sun and sand, we decided to go back to camp and swim. Of course, in my craziness to get everything packed, I forgot Andrew's swim trunks. Kind of essential since someone has to hop in the pool with the kiddos and since I've gained a few pounds, it wasn't going to be me. After driving around for a while we finally found some basic swimming trunks that weren't uber fancy, do everything but your laundry and cost you your first born child. So with that we went back to camp so we could all change and swim. Of course, since nothing could be easy on this trip, that would mean that we couldn't find Ella's swimsuit in the suitcase. Knowing that I had put her swimsuit with her clothes to pack, we learned that an over excited little girl decided to play with her swimsuit while I was trying to pack and it hadn't gotten put in the suitcase. So once again we loaded everyone up and headed back to the store to get a new swimsuit for Ella. Quite frustrating since she had two brand new swimsuits at home. Oh well.
It's a good thing this girl loves the water. She was quite happy to be splashing in the pool.
This little girl on the other hand was not happy to be in the water.
She sure has some nasty scowls.
Ella even got really brave and went under the water to blow bubbles.
Andrew got Cameron to go in the water for a short minute, not even long enough to get a pic, that is how much he hated the water. He was quite content to just play at the edge of the pool though.
Fortunately, they all slept pretty good that night.
Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that this little one decided to get the runs as well as the pukes on day one.