Sleeping under the...ceiling fan.

The Bugaboo tent made its arrival yesterday. I wanted to camp in the backyard, but since it was supposed to be in the 80s during the night and humid (and we are supposed to have a heat advisory starting today), Wayne suggested setting up the tent in the living room. Not what I envisioned, but hey, better than nothing! So, he cleared what he could from the living room and got to work.

When I got up to get the camera, Tyler was staring intently at the directions with Wayne.

Seeing the camera sent him running.

Here it is all set up. There was no room to walk on either side, and it made me feel a little silly for having done this. But, it was fun anyway.

The tent came with a little light with remote control. Tyler enjoyed turning it on and off. He also enjoyed jumping around like crazy inside the tent. Wayne asked him to be careful as the tent was not fully set up. This morning, we were laying in the tent. Tyler said something under his breath. When I asked what he had said, he said emphatically, "the tent is fragile!"

We intended to have a family night of sleeping in the tent. In actuality, Tyler squirmed around as usual, and I ended up sleeping on the couch. Wayne came to bed so late, that he just slept in our bed. We still enjoyed trying it out and Tyler was, as expected, disappointed when we put it away.

Side note - Wayne doesn't care for the colors of the tent, and pointed out that they are Notre Dame colors. I feel that being from 45 minutes east of Notre Dame, I must cheer all the more loudly, and it is an extra reason not to be put off by the colors. :) Go Irish!