Monday, April 26, 2010

Tent City

The last few nights, Frankie's been having a "camp in." We pitched a tiny tent in her room, and she's made a little nest for herself in there. She's taken in a ton of comfy pillows, her wooby (wooby = favorite blanket), and baby Alice. She also insists on sleeping with one of my shirts because she says she misses me too much when she's sleeping. (Awwwww.)

She's in there right now, putting herself to sleep by singing "Goodnight Irene."


This is her third night in the tent. It's funny, isn't it, that even though she has two beds and a couch in her room, she'd rather sleep on the floor.

Maybe tomorrow night we should make s'mores?

4 comments:

K. C. Wells said...

Too cute! Frankie's way is about the only way I would ever camp, so I'm all about that!

jwjacole said...

Of course Grandma thinks it is adorable that she sings Good Night Irene. Very cute and lots of safe, creative fun.

dove said...

That's certainly one place that Frankie doesn't have to do go on any tiring hikes. ;)

Mimi said...

I am so excited to hear that Baby Alice made the trip to the U.K. with Frankie!! Good for her...

Love Frankie's red tent......how about an American Flag on top??