We thought it would be fun to join the church at Camp Indianola over the New Year. We packed up (...four suitcases, three sleeping bags, a stack of blankets and sheets, two pillows, one travel bag, one Pack-N-Play, a pile of diapers, one stroller, one cooler, four bags of food, various stuffed animals and a selection of toys), caught the ferry, and arrived last night around 5:30. All was going well. Kenzie and Mason were both having fun playing with the kids...until it became time to go to bed.

Mason just couldn't relax without his crib. He kept falling asleep but then waking up progressively more and more agitated. At one point he just got the giggles, and then he wanted to play. Then he was irritated that he wasn't asleep.

So, when, at 2:30 AM Kenzie woke up and thought it was time to play, we threw in the towel and packed up (everything). The ferries weren't running at that hour, so we had to drive all the way around the peninsula. The good news is that there was no traffic, so we hit our pillows at about 4:30! Maybe in a couple of years we'll try again...

It's New Year's Eve and I was sitting here lamenting the fact that the long-standing plans were foiled, and we're relegated to watching basketball in the basement to bring in the New Year. Then our wonderful neighbors came over and "asked" if they could have the kids for the night. Yahooie!