When we found out that the lovely bug that had hit Thatcher and me was not a bug, but rather a parasite (cryptosporidium), Tanner and Emerson decided that they had to get out of the house and away from us… even if that meant the backyard. Our family Christmas present had just arrived and the 13 man tent seemed cozy for just the two of them. They loved it… complete with a fire and roasting hotdogs and marshmallows. I couldn't wait to have my bed all to myself and finally get some sleep. However, some unwanted sprinklers ended their camp out early… bummer.
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