It was a rough start making it out the door the day we were leaving to go to West Virginia. Really, really rough. To the point I cried. In the end, it was worth it. Our weekend was amazing. I never in a million years would have thought I would have said that, but I am. We survived camping an entire weekend with three children, and HAD FUN.   

     Today, we embark on our first trip of the summer with many more to come. This follows oldest child's birthday party last night, which lasted until midnight. This is well past the husband's and my bedtime. This morning, we were dragging. The brood, they were not. Somehow, youngest child stays up later and he thinks this is his cue to wake up an hour earlier the following morning. So, this morning the husband and I were forced into the day with enthusiasm brought on by three children still on a sugar high from birthday cake and Pepsi the night before.