Camping outside of Gettysburg
Lisa writes: One of Tom's coworkers bought a working apple orchard just outside of Gettysburg, PA a few years back and hosts an annual October barn party with a live band and hayrides. Friends from farther away camp on the property. We got invited this year.
We were a bit late to the party and missed most of dinner, but luckily there was still quite a bit of desert.
Car camping. It was supposed to be 50 degrees that night. It felt a LOT colder than 50 degrees and I was awake most of the night worried that the boys had wiggled out of their blankets and sleeping bags in their sleep. In the pre-dawn, James, in Tom's 10-below-rated mummy sack, somehow got himself twisted up and started yelling that he couldn't get out. I said, "Good. Stay in there," but that kind of logic doesn't work on a frantic, half-asleep 5 year old.
Getting back some of that missed sleep.
We hit up Gettysburg on the way home. The boys didn't care much about the brand, spanking new visitors center.













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