Plans were made and a tent was assembled:
Palmer had some friends over for pre-campout trampoline/tent jumping...
The boys in the treacherous "woods" behind our garage. (And in case you were wondering, I have no idea why part of the garage is unpainted back there.)
Watch out, Charlie. We'll put you to work around here.
Backyard s'mores with friends:
Rick said the night went well despite the constant sirens in our urban hood.
Conversation overheard the next morning:
"Palmer, did you get up in the night to pee outside?"
"Yes, and poo poo."
Early morning riser:
Palmer has already asked me when I want to campout on the trampoline. Hey, if that means I can get a full night's sleep without waking to feed a 4 month old, I am GAME. Sign me up!!