So a few weeks ago we went with my family on the annual deer hunt camping trip to Lavan.
It was so cold that we decided to sleep in the trailer with everyone instead of a tent, for the first time.
It was TERRIBLE. We tried to get Owen to sleep in between us and he woke up every hour screaming! And there was nothing we could do to stop him. We tried rocking him, bouncing him, talking to him. Everything. He just screamed. Until he'd eventually fall asleep just to wake up again in an hour. Finally at about 2 in the morning I decided to pack him up and take him home. No body wanted to listen to him cry all night, I was getting frustrated from it all. I could tell Clark was getting frustrated. And all the boys had to get up early the next morning to go hunting.
So I packed him up and headed home.
He stopped crying as soon as I started getting ready to leave and he fell asleep in the car and slept like a baby the entire way home.
When we got home I put him in the crib and he slept soundly until 9 in the morning.
I was worried he was sick or something, because he NEVER acts like that.
It must have just been too different for him.
He loves his crib, which is a good thing. But not at times like that.
I ended up driving up there every day and coming back at night. It made for a lot of driving that weekend, but I didn't mind getting to sleep in my bed and having some time for myself after I put him down. And Owen still loved camping during the day. He had so much fun stomping around. He is such an explorer. And as always, he LOVED the four wheelers.
The point of the story is, we will never go camping without his pack n' play again.
Oh my gosh, Al! We had a terrible night just like that when Lily was a newborn, remember? I thought everybody in our family hated me because they had to listen to Lily scream all night. I don't know why I didn't think to be as considerate as you and just pack up and drive home!
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