Eleanor had a short nap on Friday afternoon and then we headed out for Roaring River for my birthday weekend!
The weather was beautiful and we set up camp like we knew what we were doing. Haha.
We went exploring and investigated the hatchery and spring that feeds the river. Eleanor's cup leaked during the 2 minute drive across the highway and she found it so entertaining that she just let the entire cup of apple juice ooze onto her pants. By the time we got her out of the car seat, the only option was going pantless. So I put her in the Ergo and wore her around. She was interested in all the fish, but really wanted to walk. The spring that runs the hatchery and feed into the river was amazing. Eleanor was not impressed. Case in point:
I wanted to make the short (but steep) hike to this lookout point. Eleanor's vocal protests and lack of pants kept us from doing it.
Back to camp, where she ran around half naked while I found her another pair of britches. Representing Arkansas like a pro...
I know I posted pictures of the inside of the camper from our first trip, but I got new decoration stuff for my birthday and had to share.
Blowing bubbles with Daddy.
Saturday morning was full of hopes for a day of trout fishing. I mean, y'all, the hatchery is RIGHT THERE and you can literally see the fish swimming around in front of you. How hard could it be? (famous last words) A word of advise to anyone who thinks that they might want to take a toddler trout fishing. JUST DON'T. Remember how I taught her to throw rocks in the creek the day before? Yeah, try explaining to a toddler why you can't throw rocks into the river where everyone is fishing. It's impossible. She will revolt and momma will struggle to recall why this ever seemed like a good idea. We walked down to a playground while Daddy fished for an hour. It was a less than idealic morning, but we survived and managed to take this selfie in the process.
I also had high expectations for Eleanor's nap time. I would lay her down in the camper, where she would nap to the sounds of nature while Drew went fishing and I would just sit in the shade and read my book. Drew did go fishing and I did start reading this fantastic book, but Eleanor stood, bounced, squealed, and talked in her pack-n-play for nearly two hours and never once laid down or nodded off. My relaxing afternoon of reading had a different soundtrack than I anticipated, but that's okay. (I'll definitely have more to share about this book soon.)