I had never ever heard of the Virginia Reel before I started going to camp.
Camp is a big deal. You don't just get invited to visit camp. Families here have grandchildren and great-grandchildren who now come every summer, and the cabin waiting list goes on for years.
You heard me. People actually pay for this no-hot-water outdoor living experience. And love it. And come back for years. When we were in high school, none of my husband's girlfriends visited camp--including me. When I came up to visit a year after we started dating again, it was something of a shock. You do NOT get invited to camp unless you were going to be around for a LONG time. It is a test of sorts. If you like camp, you are eligible for marriage. If you don't--Sayonara baby. Literally, if I did not like camp, that was going to be a deal breaker for my husband for getting married.
Lucky for me, I loved camp. So I was in.
This year is our first year at camp with Anna (last year I spent it throwing up in the bathroom after the camp dance - woohoo morning sickness and twirling!). It has been an experience in packing/vacationing with baby, so like any rookie parent I went looking for little vacation "hacks" or tips to bring only the necessities or make life as easy as possible.
I found only one: baby powder helps remove sand.
That's it.
Not as helpful as I had hoped.
So here's my first personal travel with baby vacation hack, should you be crazy lucky enough to have our camping experience:
What to do when your baby really needs time on her activity mat but you have wooden floors with nail hazards?
Redefining Pack and Plays since 2013.
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