Where the Wild Things Are

The month of March has been a rough one in the Bates house. We played musical virus all month. No sooner had we recovered from one bug, then the next one came barrelling in. After being caged in for a couple of weeks we all needed a good vacation. So we decided to brave the winter weather and go camping in the rough untamed...



LIVINGROOM...
Not much room to get aroung the tent, but we made it fit, barely! We started out the evening with frozen pizza and took turns making up "scary" stories.

What would a camping trip be without smores...the oven roasted kind?! Messy, but TOTALLY worth it!

Happiness is.... gooey fingers and a chocolate mustache!

After scrubbing faces and fingers we got into jammies and grabbed every blanket and pillow in the house. We cuddled together and watched a movie on Daddy's laptop. Then after a quick bedtime story, it was lights out. I don't know if it was all the excitement or the children's tylenol, but they crashed hard!

I think morning came faster than we planned.

Any guesses who the morning person is in this house?

Sleepy and still so sweet!

This was Zach's version of a scary story. Hard to hear, but really cute!