This weekend we went "camping" in Santa Cruz. It wasn't really camping, it was more like "crashing in our trailer at the end of a really fun day at the (park) or (beach)". Truth be told, the first day was pretty rocky. Baby B was a big ball of fuss, the boys were extra... energetic. And we had forgotten a bunch of things for our trip to the beach. And I had forgotten how difficult it is to bring a small baby to the beach. But the boys had fun, and that's all that matters, right?
Doing tummy time with the big brothers in the trailer. The only way we've found to survive with two kids in a small trailer is to bring along lots of favorite movies for those times when Mark and I are both occupied doing other things. Here they're enjoying Robin Hood while I'm making breakfast. (And just for the record, I don't make a habit of propping Baby B in front of the TV - this happened to be the only flat surface in the trailer for her to hang out on. And the big brothers were really entertaining her.)
Baby B did a great job sleeping in all sorts of places. She napped on our bed when we were in the trailer and took her naps in the jogging stroller while we were out. She is such an easy baby!
On our second day of "camping" we went to the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. The kids had an amazing amount of fun. Ben was our little daredevil and wanted to go on all the scary rides, most of which he was too short for. Tommy was content to go on the tamer rides. At one point he remarked, "Mom, my way is better because the rides I like are the safest." It's been so interesting to see their different personalities come out during our trip to the park. Tommy often tried to figure out how the rides work, while Ben sought out awesome thrills. We were exhausted by the end of the day, but it was worth it!