now that f is sleeping better and getting a little older, we decided it was high time to get our little girl camping. j grew up camping, like, all the time, and i grew up going here and there and have really good memories of it, so we both agreed that camping was an experience we wanted f to have from an early age. we made what we've been calling a "dry run" back in july - just went for one night out to lake morena, to work out the kinks, see what worked and what didn't, etc. and she loved it! too bad we didn't, not exactly. sleeping in a tent together was awesome, and she slept well for the most part, so that was huge. the campfire and checking out the lake (which you can't swim in because it's a reservoir, boo) and the hanging out with auntie and her friend amelia - that was all fun. the part that wasn't so awesome: camping about 10 feet away from loud, obnoxious grandparents who were threatening and verbally abusive to their grandkids, listening to those kids cry as my heart just broke completely for them, and then the next morning ending up in coversation with said loud grandparents who made a point to make more than one racist statement AND boast that their house was within a half an hour of FIVE WALMARTS, TWO OF WHICH ARE TWO STORIES!!!!!! holy crap. it was that kind of camping. needless to say we had higher hopes for our trip to big bear.
and it was great. we went on a monday, so a lot of people were leaving when we were arriving. the sites were huge, the people were sparse, and those who were camping near us were quiet and super friendly, people we'd be happy to camp with anytime. we camped in the tall pines and it was about a two minute ramble down to a private (meaning it was just the three of us - no one else! kinda nuts) beach on big bear lake. the weather was perfect during the day but in the 30s at night, so that was a little chilly. we rented a pontoon boat and took a picnic lunch out on the lake. we even peed in a floating bathroom, which of course was one of the highlights. j taught f how to cast with her new fishing pole (ask him about how i almost took out one of his eyes with that thing! he'll be happy to share) and we fed the ducks. we had breakfast s'mores, took showers in the dark, played baseball, swam in the lake, and collected rocks. and while i know i prefer brushing my teeth in my own bathroom, it was so good, just the three of us, camping together. i even think i might be looking forward to doing it again in the spring.