Creature comforts or not, Little Miss J had the time of her life. Here you can see she is inspecting Dad's tent pitching work.
Once she had certified the structural integrity of the tent, it was time to get inside and run around in circles and back and forth because it was so SPACIOUS!
The wind picked up at night, the temps dropped, and the rain came in v. early in the morning. Carl was so freaked out by the weather, I'm not sure he slept all night (which is why he was sacked out all day when we finally made it home). When I woke to the tent being whipped around by the wind with rain pouring down, I tried to convince myself that I really didn't have to pee and began praying for daylight so we could get the heck out of there. First thing in the morning, we started breaking down camp in the rain. To keep Little Miss J out of the dirt she is so fond of, I finally had to sit in the truck with her and the dog and let Gus finish taking down the tent. Apparently, Little Miss J thought she needed to light a fire under Dad's butt because she kept honking the horn at him.