up a tent at night with my mother and daughter. it was as hilarious as it sounds.
while our oldest daughter was trying to help with the tent, my other three girls were busy in the safety of the car. the older two had blown up all the floats and beach toys, while the youngest was eating an entire bag of raisins. we finally got everyone in the tent and settled for the night, despite cries of, “mommy, water is running under my mattress” and “mommy, my blanky is wet.” my mother and i collapsed onto my air mattress and laughed and laughed. she called my father, and he informed her 