The other night Tanner and Gunnar attempted to sleep among the stars. My sentimental heart melted just a little watching my little baby turn into a big boy as he helped his dad get their campsite ready. They lasted about as long as Tanner and I had wagered they would. Once they were cuddled in their sleeping bags, Gunnar's eyes started to get droopy and he probably would have made it till morning in the great outdoors but I would be lying if I said that I didn't fear the day after a rough sleep with a two year old especially at this point in pregnancy. I think with a few more practice nights G will be ready for the Father's & Son's campout next year!