Cue - Daddy and Poppa.
Grace had her tent mates all lined up. I have to admit (sorry when you read this Dad) that I was a bit worried about poor Cody being kept awake from my Dad's snoring...between that noise and the call of random animals at their place in the night, I didn't think Cody was going to get much sleep. And he didn't.
He heard coyotes (Grace and my Dad didn't), he heard thunder (Grace and my Dad didn't) and he even held up a blanket during the rainstorm (the rain canopy for the tent was ripped and didn't get put up that night) above Grace's head so she wouldn't get soaked. Apparently he had woken Grace up to get in the house because of the rain but she didn't want to - she loves her sleep too much, so instead he resorted to covering her head with a blanket. What a rock-star dad, huh? He said between all of that, the air mattress deflating and him laying ot he ground with a sweaty child draped over him it all combined into something not so great. Eventually, my Dad woke up from the rain and told Grace they were ALL going into the house. That was around 4:00 a.m. Needless to say Cody didn't get much sleep.
I don't have many pictures of the experience, but here is Grace getting the tent all put up and into place. The next day, the tent came down and a sprinkler went up in it's place. A good use of space, and a great excuse for no camping the next night.
Daddy and Grace with green lighting in the tent! Fancy!
I think she liked tenting, and she of course has lots of stories to tell about it.