Wednesday, July 16, 2008
In the interest of margin and spontaneity, Tom and I surprised the girls with a camp out Sunday night.
I should really call it a camp "in." We cleared the couches and tables out of the way in the family room, set up beds on the floor, handed out flashlights and roasted s'mores over the gas stove top.
To add to the entertainment, we hauled in the TV and watched videos of our vacation.
It was great! No dirt, bugs or packing. This is my kind of camping.
Of course, one can't really wind down and feel prepared for such a big event without a beauty treatment first, right?
Does Tom look asleep? Maybe that's why he's letting Lydia put pink barrettes in his hair... again.
Actually, I'm pretty sure that for daddy's in households with lots of girls~ this is all just part of the territory. Am I right? : )