Part II - In which I haphazardly take my 3 year old tent camping.

Earlier this week I promised to take Emma to Pokagon on Saturday. Which I ultimately did - though not as anyone had expected.

Emma on Trail 3 (maybe?) - Pokagon State Park 4/2012

To date, our concept of a day-trip to Pokagon consists of lazing around all morning, realizing the day is going fast, hastily getting ready and finally leaving the house around noon. Once at Pokagon, we park and set out on an easy trail. After finishing the "easy trail," we reach a point of return and I realize we've not really walked very far or taken very long to do it. So I choose a series of trails which should take us a little farther and a little longer. At approximately the halfway point of the new series of trails and after an hour or two of walking, my daughter is exhausted and I realize it's dusk and I'm about to carry my preschooler on my shoulders the three miles back to the car with nothing more than a trail map, a mostly-empty bottle of water and the shirts on our backs. God forbid we take a flashlight. But seriously, how much danger can we really be in? It's Pokagon! If you walk more than a few miles in one direction you'll either come to the highway or fall in a lake if you don't reach a house or some other sort of civilization first. Ultimately we always make it back before dark, no worse for the wear.

The other form of a Pokagon trip involves the whole family at the playground for a few hours. Not as much drama but she still has fun even if it's just the two of us.

Either of these would have been fine. Either would have sufficed. Even a shortened version of the "never-ending trail" would have been more than enough to make my little girl happy. But at some point on Friday my brain short-circuited and I decided we should go camping. Just the two of us in the little two person tent. Just for one night. And that's what we did.

I'll spare you the details. From my point of view it was a near-disaster. However, she's told everyone so far that she had fun.

Lesson learned: "PLAN" - Plan ahead now to be able to relax later.

When camping with a preschooler: HAVE A MOTHER-PLANNING PLAN. Like more than the night before.
And maybe get a camper.
But definitely MORE PLANNING!

Emma at Pokagon State Park Campground Site #227 - 9/2012