The Women Take the Kids Camping to William O'Brien State Park

Scott had to work this weekend, which kept us home for once. Seeing as this is my first summer in 8 years that I don't have to work weekends I couldn't just stay home.

She just can't. Sorry Minneapolis friends.

We thought maybe we could go camping for the night on Saturday. I suggested we see if any friends could go with us. Anna said yes, but it would be just her and the kids. So, I suggested we just have a mama-baby camping trip.

Saturday afternoon we squeezed everyone into our Insight and headed to William O'Brien State Park.

Scott kept saying it was going to rain all night. Were we really still going to go? Of course.

It rained cats and dogs the whole way there. We set up the tent as quickly as we could, but there was still a lake in the middle. After hanging out in the tent the rain stopped and the clouds cleared. Oops I guess we could have waited.

We walked around the campground and the kids played in puddles. Everything was soaked already so why not?

I fixed our tarp in case the rain came back.

More puddle jumping.

Then we walked along the river.

The kids had fun throwing every thing around them into the river.

Lydia just wanted to jump in.

Eventually we made it to the flooded beach, had dinner and went to bed.

In the middle of the night we heard a loud cracking, a bang and then the tarp fall down. I thought maybe I had tied the tarp to a tree too tight causing it to snap. Anna and I got some flashlights and investigated. It turns out a large branch the size of a small tree fell down taking out one side the tarp and nearly missing our tent and car.

Meadow is a good helper.

After breakfast we explored the vistors center and of course I forgot the camera.

With everything wet and no where near drying, we packed up camp and headed back.

When we got home Meadow had a belated birthday gift waiting. She had received a doll bike basket for her bike. As cute as it is sadly we are going to exchange it. I'm too afraid Meadow is going to drop her bike and its going to shatter into pieces.

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