Stopping off for lunch, somewhere near Boston--that's Lincs, not Mass.
Edith was a little bit miffed that Dad and Dylan stole Miffy for cuddles.
Setting up the tent was tough--it was borrowed and we'd never seen what it was supposed to look like. Plus, it was super windy. But the kids (and half the campground) had a good laugh, and we got it done. Eventually.
The kids' section of the tent. This is the longest that Edith spent on her air mattress. So where did she sleep, I hear you asking?
In here, with me and Martin, on our tiny double airbed. NIGHTMARE.
But at least we didn't get cold!
