Camping (sort of)

This past weekend, Kate went on a high school youth retreat to a nice conference center run by the same folks that run Crestridge. We told Elizabeth all week long that mommy was going camping, even though I am not sure it truly qualifies for camping. So, I decided to go camping with Elizabeth in the basement. We set up her tent, sleeping bag, and pillow. Big fun. We even lit the gas fireplace so we could have a campfire. I put a few marshmallows, M&M's, and graham crackers on a plate and called them smores. Pathetic I know but I forgot to buy Hershey bars and Elizabeth didn't seem to mind. She did fall asleep in her tent which was a surprise but I relocated her to bed when I went to bed. I really didn't want to sleep on the basement floor.