10% chance!!

So what does a 10% chance mean to all of you? To me it means negligible...not gonna happen...yeah, right...don't give it a second thought.

Well 10% was the chance we had of precipitation when I quickly checked weather.com before we took off on our quickie camping trip. It was to be gorgeous temperatures and barely cloudy skies so there was no consideration of rain preparations...

So Josh got to the campsite with Carter several hours before the big monkeys and I got there (Trevor had a last-day-of-school party to attend). When we got there, Josh had everything thing all unpacked and set up...even both tents! Carter had had a wonderful time playing with sticks and rocks and bugs while Daddy worked...he's such an outside boy! We made some hotdogs and beans on the campfire, toasted marshmallows and played at the playground. It really was a gorgeous campground, right on a lake...and it wasn't even busy yet on the eve of the holiday weekend. We got all snuggled into our sleeping bags about 9:30 when it finally got dark (getting a 2yo to go to sleep in a tent in the daylight is a big NO lol) and drifted off to sleep after having a really wonderful time as a family. Then about 5am I woke to some little teensy clicking sounds, of something hitting the outside of our tent. And then it got louder and more frequent. Surely it couldn't be rain cuz the forecast was a TEN PERCENT chance?! HA on us!! Within a handful of minutes it was POURING rain. Josh stirred and tried to roll over and go back to sleep. The big monkeys got woken by it in their tent next door and started calling to me. It was raining so hard that they couldn't even hear me SCREAM to them that it was ok and to stay in their tent where it was dry! Carter miraculously stayed asleep. Third picture above is what you do when your tent starts leaking at the seams during a downpour and it's dripping on the baby's head...drape his playpen with a towel lol. It was funny...I'd really NOT wanted to go camping (even tho I love camping, I wanted to PLAN a trip), but the night before had changed my attitude and I really enjoyed my husband's spontinaety and was having a wonderful time. Josh was now groaning in the sleeping bag...and I was CRACKING up! How hilarious is this?! The downpour lasted about 20 minutes and the fourth picture is what we woke up to...everything soaked! Luckily I'd packed almost everything into the tubs the night before not knowing about animals etc...and so most of our stuff was dry.

Good idea, honey...even tho we got soaked, it was a great adventure!!