Camp-In

Imagine this; 5 boys between the ages of three and eleven, a six man tent that takes up the entire living room area to the point that you can't walk around it and have to push the couch into a niche and climb over it to get to the bathroom, a s'mores camp'fire', and a three a.m. wakeup call.  That was our night last night.

Elijah and Malachi both invivted a friend over (Xavier makes 5 in the previously mentioned group of 5 boys) and we set up the tent in the living room of our cabin.  With the table shoved up against the wall and the couch turned on it's side pushed into the niche by the bathroom we just had room for the tent in the cabin as long as you didn't mind crawling under the corners of it to get from one side of the room to the other.  The boys had an awesome time.  Honestly, my patience tank was pretty low after getting lots of 'help' putting up the tent and Dara did an amazing job entertaining a VERY hyper group of boys. They played spoons, the pillow game (lots of animal noises and whacking with pillows), and some other card game that I don't know the name of.  They also played charades and a flashlight game. 

After that there were s'mores of the camp'fire' (a pile of blocks that we shined a red flashlight on) with marshmallows on chopsticks.  Dara was giving them fire safety instructions and asked why they should not wave their marshmallow around if it caught on fire (theoretical of course, as there was no fire involved) and one of the boys says, "because it will set of the fire alarm".  I love living on this ship.

Amazingly they were asleep by 10pm.  Unfortunately, they were up at 3am and didn't go back to sleep.  I had the joy of getting up with them (although not until 6.30).  I'm sure the six of us were quite the sight traipsing into the dining room in our pajamas. 

On the whole, an awesome camp-in (planned, or course, by my incredibly creative [and beautiful] wife).