

Our 24-hour camping trip was fun for all. Linus helped us set up the tent and then he and I went down by the lake to see the four pelicans swimming near shore. We also got to get a good look at a pocket gopher that kept coming out of its hole to stuff food in its cheeks. Linus called it a cute little critter. Our campsite was near a small playground. A big kid pushed him on the tire swing and once he was comfortable with her, he really got into the fun of it. We had hobo dinners and then Matthew and Linus attended a mountain blue bird talk while I watched over the fire and relaxed. We made s'mores of course. Linus enjoyed them, but had little patience for roasting his marshmallows. He pulled his out right away. One good thing about this is that we didn't have to worry about him getting burned from melting marshmallows.
We got to bed rather late and it was like having a slumber party in our tent. Linus slept in Matthew's old blue sleeping bag, which is better than either of our sleeping bags. He thought it was cozy.
We got lightly rained on a few times and hid out in the car to stay dry. When Matthew was out stashing the fire wood under the car to keep it dry, Linus sat in the driver seat and pretended to drive. He said, "I'm driving. Drive out of camp and go to coffee shop."
We left earlier than we had planned on Saturday because Linus was tuckered out and at the crabby, weepy stage. That was understandable since we were up way past his bedtime and each and every minute of the trip was a new experience for him. I think it was overload for him. He has good memories of the trip and talks about the tent.