Camping.
Well, if you call spending our weekend in a 35 foot long fifth wheel with central heat/air, a bunkhouse for three in the back room, queen bedroom in front, kitchen/living area, 27" HDTV w/ DVD and surround sound, and even a central vac "camping." But, we are on a lake in a small campground in Vermont, so camping it is.
Spunky Baby has been camping since he was two weeks old. He doesn't remember much about camping though, nor the rides to camp which run us about three hours. He slept for the first 2 hours of our trip. Then he woke up and couldn't understand why the heck he was 1) still in the car and 2) hungry. The last hour was very, very long...
Hmmm...
TA-DA!
Instant high chair.
Spunky Baby does dinner and a movie in style...
A high chair where once was none.
1 comment:
Girl, you are the mother of all inventors. Love the step stool-turned-high chair.
Also exremely green with envy over the 5th wheel. I have dreams of a day when:
1) we can afford a nice camper
2) Carlos stops working so much so we have time to camp
Ahh... I will live vicariously through you, my friend, until that day arrives!
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