I took the kids camping overnight to Pine Haven and then we visited Polar Caves. I've been itching for some more solid summer plans, and this was more or less an equipment shakedown run in preparation for that.
Here's breakfast time on Saturday morning.
The deer were (for the boys) the hit of Polar Caves. George was shy of the caves themselves, and wanted to be carried (awkward), while Denton spent a lot of his energy trying to go in the opposite direction from George in the boulder garden.
We had no major logistical difficulties. I should have brought stools or chairs (the lack made roasting marshmallows challenging) and some toys that could be played with in the dirt of the campsite. George seems to just barely be old enough for the whole thing to be workable with only one adult. Denton needed to be given tasks to do (drying dishes, carrying things to the car) while we were striking camp, which was exhausting to manage.
George has been chatty; at night, falling asleep, he wanted to repeat, "I'm two, mommy... I'm two and a half..." over and over. On the trip home, I gave him an apple to eat, and he fussed for a long time about whether I could remove the 'tail' from the apple for him.