Camping: Not for the faint of heart

After our quick trip to Portland for the wedding, we were planning on taking our time driving to the coast for our camping trip. We thought we'd take the long route and stop at a few coastal towns along the way.

The trip started rough with crying kiddos, and only escalated. Christian was screaming so bad we stopped an hour south of where we left only to discover Trevor had left his wallet at a Starbucks in Portland. We called, they had it, so we turned around to go get it.

We had to make a few more stops because of the screaming and realized we would be pulling into the campsite near 11:00pm, then trying to set up everyone's beds and things in the dark. Not fun.

We decided to drive all the way home and just take off early the next morning for the coast (about a 2 hour drive) It was a great decision because the boys slept great that night and we got to be at home the next morning for Jack's Birthday and grab a donut!

My family has always camped in only one spot. Brooking, Oregon. Right on the coast. You don't have to deal with mosquitoes or hot weather and they have YURTS. Love it. This was our first camping trip with the twins. Let me tell you what, it was exhausting. Even though we had help from our family, trying to keep them from the fire-pit or the road was crazy.

They slept really good at night, and we just let them nap in the strollers during the day...but there was hardly any down time. It was fun, and we made good memories and Jack was the perfect age and had a blast....loving "swimming" in the water, even though our ocean is freezing cold. He could care less. The boys had never walked on the sand before and Camden loved it and was not afraid of the waves, Christian took a bit to warm up to it and stayed close by.

Next time we go they will be 3 almost 3 1/2 and it will be a lot less stressful and a lot more fun.

I am glad we went, and my family is just amazing and we couldn't' have done it without them. I have tons of pics, they are all adorable...so beware :)