This pretty much sums it up, 8000 feet in the mountains and Roxy hoodies is all we have for warmth! My sweet wife thinks we are still in CA, but quickly found out that night that we, in fact, were not. I thought she was hyperventalating she was so cold.
Then comes the puck, Chloe had a belly full of marshmellows and yacked them all up around 3 AM. Needless to say I lost my spot in the warm comfy bag so my baby could get warm again. At least we have a story to tell. I thought it was fun, Cris I think is good until next summer.