Arrived late afternoon, set up tent, ate dinner and made smores, and played glow stick frisbee until bedtime.
Awake to hear Girl 2 calmly say, "Momma, there are 16 spiders on our ceiling." I hate spiders. Luckily for me they are on the outside of our ceiling. Sausage and eggs for breakfast, then playtime at the park. Girl 2 very proudly practices making it across the entire monkey bars without help.
Taking down the tent. Did I mention I hate spiders?