I had been asking to go bye-bye for a few days. I knew we were going to go when I saw that mama had our bags packed on Friday night. So when mama got me up on Saturday and said we were going bye-bye after breakfast, I was all over it. Every two minutes, I had to ask them if now was time to "bye-bye"? I was very very excited.
Our friends finally got to our house and off we went. I watched out the window for a long time and then we went through a tunnel and I said "yay!". Then I read a book for a while. Then we crossed a bridge and I said "yay!" Then I watched out the window for a while and read another book. Finally we got to the town where we were stopping for breakfast. We went to a place called "fatty patty's" and there were lots of pigs everywhere. Mama ordered me a jr baby cake with strawberries. When it got to the table it was bigger than a dinner plate and it had strawberries and whipped cream on it. Oh yeah. That's what I'm talkin' about.
I could only eat about half of it, even with mama and daddy helping me. The waitress came to our table and asked if I wanted a box. I said "yeah". So she brought me one. I had a good time putting some strawberries in my box and then eating them anyway. We left the box on the table when we walked out. Who asks a two year old if they want a box and then actually brings them one?
We left the restaurant and headed to our final stop, our campsite at Lake Merwin. Mama and daddy's friends have a trailer there that I guess they used to visit a lot before I came around. I wonder why they never brought me before?
Oh, yeah. Lots of opportunities for me to get into trouble. I was everywhere and always wanted to keep moving. As soon as they got settled, mama took me for a walk to look around.
Hey, look at that!
Keep moving, keep moving! That way! "WAY!"
Somebody had a wooden bear on their porch. I really wanted to go say hi, but mama wouldn't let me.
Then I caught a glimpse of the lake. Wow. I really wanted to go down there, but there wasn't a good path down.
This is Gunnar and his daddy. They were camping with us. Gunnar is a little sick; he has a cold and his nose was runny. But he was very happy anyway.
When daddy is out in the woods, he likes to set fires. The big boys set this big stump on fire almost as soon as we pulled in. It was really big, but they got it burned all the way down by the next night.
Daddy was happy to be setting things on fire.
Well, the first day, I guess you could say I was overstimulated. Mama and daddy put me down for a nap at about the usual time, but I did not sleep AT ALL. Finally mama got me up and I was so happy to be able to get out and play again. Mama and I took lots of walks and I played with my dump truck (which I have named "dumpy dumpy"). I would take it up the stairs to the trailer door and then let it fall down the stairs. Then I would do it again. And again. Fortunately Gunnar is a heavy sleeper otherwise I would have been in trouble.
Our campsite.
Since I didn't nap, I got cranky that evening. But I stayed up through dinner until my normal bedtime. But I guess I figured that we were going to go home and I was going to sleep in my bed. The grownups were eating dinner and I was tired. So I said "bye-bye?" And mama told me we weren't going bye-bye. We were going to sleep there. I said "home?" and mama said "no" and I started to cry. I was so homesick. I wanted my nice cozy bed and I was so tired and I wanted my musical crib birdies and all my books and my room. But mama took me inside the trailer and got me in my favorite pajamas and we brushed my teeth and read my favorite night time books and then she tucked me into my pack 'n' play with my favorite blankets and Harrison the bear and my baby deer. And I went right to sleep.
The next morning we got up and it was raining. They tell me it's normal for camping in the Northwest. But guess what? There were pancakes and strawberries for breakfast this morning too!
Mama let me play in the truck. Tailgate up, canopy closed. Canopy open, tailgate down. I guess it was easier than chasing me around the campground.
Then I asked mama to get up in the truck with me. We played tickle and I was trying to bite her nose. She told me my breath smelled like strawberries.
The second day...Gunnar's still sick, but still happy!
Daddy - what's a martini and why would it make you wear that silly hat?
Mama and I went for more walks and saw some deer. I've got a baby deer soft toy and a baby deer book and I love deer. So when I saw them, I started to run toward them. Mama yelled at me to stop! Apparently we don't run at wild animals.
My first deer.
I got in trouble lots of times this weekend for opening and closing the trailer door.
I napped really well and for a long time the second day. But still, the grownups decided it would be best to leave before bedtime. Before we left, the mamas wanted to take pictures of the two boys together. We looked so cute in our plaid camp shirts. All I can say is, yeah, Gunnar was good, but only because he can't move around on his own. When we come camping here next year, he's going to be just as big a handful as I was.
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