GATOR-DADER

After our great adventure camping with the trailer the first time, we decided to do it again. This time it was a lot closer in Wolf Creek where the Allreds camp during the bow hunt every year. We pull in to the entrance of the campgrounds where those weird outdoor bathrooms are and stretch. Carley wakes up and cries. I take her out of her car seat. "Wow, she must be really sweaty from that car seat," I think to myself as I feel her wet back. I look at it and realize her onsie is filled with yellow mush. She had a blowout that went clear up to her shoulders and got all over the carseat. The good news is that the car seat has a little insert part that is optional so we were able to just take that part out and continue to use the carseat without having it smell like poo. Once I realized my baby was covered in her own filth, I started walking towards the trailer to change her and bathe her with wipes. There was an older couple at the restroom area. The woman saw my baby and proceeded towards my little bundle of ooze. As she was walking she had her hand up and ready to pat the baby on the back while asking how old she is. Of course I stopped her hand from making contact with the soaked onsie still attached to my baby, but perhaps it would have been more entertaining to see her face after she touched it and continued to attempt such pleasantness. heh heh.
Baby is clean, we proceed to our actual campsite and park the trailer. It really is quite beautiful. Mountain peaks, wild flowers, and pine trees. I step out and take a deep breath. It smells like.... trees.... but stinky trees. Like the little car airfreshener that looks like a tree had fermented. It was really strange. Luckily it was only in one spot. Once everyone had arrived and were settled, we had a great time. Cody LOVES playing with his cousin. Kim (Brian's sister) and her family came. She has 3 boys and 1 girl 2 months older than Carley. Cody calls her kids his boys. We had sloppy joes for dinner and later had marshmallows in the campfire. Cody declared he was tired so his dad took him into the trailer and got him to sleep. I was shocked. He always makes me put him to bed. It was great - until later. He woke up around 2ish in the morning crying. We were desperately trying to make him shut up before he woke up the baby but it turned into a yell cry. Brian and I got SO mad because then we had two kids screaming and I was starting to have a meltdown since I didn't know what to do. Cody just fell right back to sleep but the baby took FOR EV ER to settle down again and go to sleep. Phew. Peacefulness. sleep. sleeeeeep..... Cody wakes up crying again. This time I pulled Cody in bed with me as Brian and I were both starting to lose our temper and Brian swung the carseat holding Carley back and forth like a swing until she went back to sleep. Brian slept on a different bed and Cody slept fine the rest of the night. I told Brian I was never camping again.
The next day was fine. Brian and I were grumpy from being mad at Cody but we got over it and Cody went off to play in the dirt and pee in his pants. Again. After breakfast and a failed attempt for a nap everyone went fishing except for me and the baby, Kim and her baby, and Sherry. I tried getting baby to sleep for probably an hour but she couldn't seem to fall asleep without her swing. She FINALLY fell asleep but only stayed asleep for about ten minutes. So I took her over to Ed and Sherrys motorhome and watched the rest of Mama Mia with Kim and Sherry. Cody had a lot of fun fishing but didn't want to touch any of the fish. Did I mention he peed his pants again? I almost ran out of clothes for him.
That night went much more smoothly. Cody woke up crying and I just brought him in bed with us. Carley didn't wake up even though he was really loud. This time I slept on the other bed while Cody stayed in my spot in the big bed. The las day was more enjoyable. Brian made sure to keep Cody busy so I could nurse the baby and keep her happy. Well- Brian kept him busy the whole time. so it was good.
Funny story- the boys made a fort off in the woods that they liked to go to. On the last day we were there Brian went to check it out. He saw some water bottles lying around. Brian told them to pick it up and throw it away or something and the kids said, "We pee in those bottles and then dump the pee out around our fort. We're marking it." Brian told them not to do that anymore. The kids are 12, 6, 4- almost 5 and then Cody who is almost 3. I don't think the 12 yr old had anything to do with it. I hope not anyway. Still need to tell their mom about that one. haha.

Welp, we surved another camping trip. Cody LOVED it and was totally covered in dirt everday. We are planning how to work out the next camping trip the end of August for the bow hunt.

PS Cody calls Gatorade gatordader. it's funny.

Camping

I haven't posted for awhile as I haven't had much worth writing about. I could write about the multiple times each day I find poop, pee, and regurgitated breast milk on me, but who wants to hear about that? I suppose I could write about the wicked cool trailer we recently purchased. We went camping last weekend with my parents and it was pretty nice. Mom helped me take care of the kids while Brian and Dad went digging for Topaz. Brian found some pretty big ones. We had to peal his fingers off the shovel so he would drive us back to the trailer so we could eat. After everyone ate and napped Brian and my dad headed back to dig some more. While they were gone, I couldn't get the generator to start so the trailer was like a little oven roasting us inside. Topaz Mountain is a desert. No lakes or water around. Luckily we were camped by one small tree so we would kind of huddle in the shade until we couldn't stand the wind and then get back in the oven until we couldn't stand the heat. 4 hours or so later, Brian and my dad come back. They failed to take the camping chairs out of the truck before they left so we had nowhere to sit outside. On their way back they got a flat tire. All in all, I have little desire to go camping there again. Brian recently bought a book about how to find Topaz or something like that as he plans to go back there often. I think it would have been fun if I could have tried to dig a little myself and didn't stress out about the kids so much, but with the heat and no shade, it wasn't super enjoyable.
On the way home, Brian's eye really started to bother him. We had to stop about 3 times because it was hurting so much and he was trying to drive with blurry vision while pulling the trailer. He had more faith in his hurt, blind eye than he did in me or my dad attempting to pull the trailer. Can't say I blame him. He went to the insta-care that night and they were useless. $40 for someone to say, "You MAY have pink eye but you may not. He is a prescription for some antiiotics to drop in your eye." Idiot fake doctors. He went to a real eye doctor yesterday and they told him he has Iritis. I think it's where the middle part of your eye swells and it's really painful as your eye tries to focus and adjust to light. They gave him some kind of white eye drops to treat it and it is supposed to go away soon. Next time we go camping I would like to go to a closer wooded area so I can sit in the shade and relax. I'm still excited about the trailer since it beats tent camping any day.