So we went camping in Connecticut with Kaia. The bringing-baby part was fine, it was everything else that conspired against us. The lethal funk odor in our tent, the miserable under-construction campground I errantly reserved for us, and then the tree that fell just inches away from our tent. Here's a photo reinactment of the exciting baby rescue. Needless to say, we're signing up for a B&B at our friend's state park wedding next year and we now have a new fear of trees.
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