The girls managed to get up the tent last night, succeeding where we had all failed the other day. They actually spent the night out there – amazing since it was pretty chilly and the girl was full of smiles about it this morning.
When I went out to inspect it I had a smile of my own. There was an extension chord running from the house to the tent, bring back memories of when I was her age. Dad would put up the tent at the beginning of the summer, I would drag out the extension chord and our tiny black and white tv and that, along with a stack of comics provided me with countless hours of entertainment.
I’m glad to see the tradition continues