We recently visited my brother and his wife at their lovely home during their annual calf branding weekend.

Of course when we stay there, Laney usually ends up in bed with us and Kinley gets a comfy mattress on the floor to sleep on. It must seem a lot like camping to her because as I was laying next to her one night, right before she went to sleep, she says:

“Uncle Joe’s house is a lot like a camp trailer.  And that is really confusing.”

Poor kid.

Uncle Joe’s house in no way resembles a camp trailer by the way. If only we could see through the eyes of the three year old.