Tuesday: Camping, day 1

He was up at 8:27. In the morning he was perched on the back of the couch watching the birds and squirrels eat the seeds that he and gramma had put out yesterday. She was beside him, and he asked her to help him look for Celeste: “Want gramma show you how to look for the cat.” After that, he was on the back porch sitting next to Carly on the bench, drinking milk. Then gramma made him an egg for breakfast.

We were all doing a lot of packing to get ready for the trip, and he was handling it pretty well. Carly cut up one of the mangos and he was eating that. He was then singing the “Cada Semilla” song, and when Carly sings it she doesn’t know all the words. So now he was singing “Something, something, something.” And requesting “More something, something, something”. He did get upset when he was trying to climb on the coffee table and I wasn’t letting him, and he bumped his knee and then did some screeching. Carly twice tried to put him down for a nap, but he wasn’t agreeing to that. After the second time, he came up after I had eaten the last of the banana bread and saw my plate. He wasn’t content with “bread” as an answer and asked “What kind bread?” He was content with Cheez-Its as a substitute though.

We left right about 1:30. Carly drove and I sat with him. Drive went smoothly. At the camp site we got things set up, and he sat in the little blue chairs when we got them out. Carly and I then drove into Bridgeport to the “supermarket” to get some groceries, and August was falling asleep in the car, but he made it.

Back at the campsite we went to the playground. He climbed the fake rock wall thing twice, walked around on top, and was throwing wood chips down the slide. Back at the campsite, he went for a little walk in the stroller with gramma and grampa and had fun. We grilled hot dogs for dinner, and he particularly liked the “squishy” buns. I got one out for a second hotdog, and he stole it from me, so I settled his that he had already gnawed on.

After that, we walked down to the swim area on the Columbia. He waded in a bit and threw rocks. A boat went by and there were waves, which he didn’t like, so he walked up on the sand and then started dropping sand on the goose poop, then was dropping it on the water. My parents and Paul then came over and hung out at the water for awhile before we walked back to the campsite.

Back at camp my dad made the fire. I was keeping him well away from the fire, and August tried to do a spin move around my arm and fell on the pavement. But once the fire was ready grampa roasted two marshmallows for August and showed him how to eat them. He was very happy about that. He then shared s’mores with both me and Carly as we made them.

We went in the tend and he and I read the What Game Should We Play? book twice, and he started to talk about falling off of a changing pad in Centralia – something which has never happened, since we change him on the floor there. Carly read to him (the Richard Scarry counting book) and nursed, then when he wasn’t yet falling asleep gramma came in and read One Fish Two Fish with him while Carly drank some tea. He was doing most of the reading. Carly came back in and he was asleep at 9.

After everyone else was in bed, Carly and I did some stargazing. Saturn, Mars, and Jupiter were all nicely visible, and when the moon came up it made a nice moonbeam across the grass. Thanks to the Star Walk app, we were also able to identify pieces of space junk and several stars.

New words/phrases:  too many,

Campsite: 





Playground: 


River: 


S’mores:




Bedtime: 

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