This weekend we loaded Silvan, all our magic stuff, costumes, and a million diapers, and went on our first camping trip; to Wild Magick, a celebration of the equinox at lothlorien nature sanctuary. I had just bought a vehicle, a baby-friendly jeep much different from my usual beat-up pickups, and we drove it around for the first time. We were all recovering from the flu, and Silvan began teething while we were camping. Hippie mamas gave us chilled carrots for him to gnaw.
Silvan crowed with delight to see the sun coming through the tent in the mornings. He is a natural camper. I danced barefoot around the fire in the dome with Silvan for the first time; he was rocked to sleep. We found ourselves being crotchety to the folks camped around us, who came with a keg and strobe light; it was my first time asking partiers to keep it down. We had a good time, wore ourselves out, and were happy to come back to our quiet farmhouse.
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