Autocamp Yosemite


I’ll be the first one to admit that I don’t like camping. The good news is that my husband doesn’t like camping either. We feel exactly zero pressure to take our kids camping. While I’m sure camping with kids could be fun for those who are into it, nothing sounds worse to me. Except for maybe 20 hours on a plane with two toddlers.

You know what I am into? Glamping. I’m 100% on board with “fancy camping” where there’s running water, AC, a pool, helpful staff, and just a touch of nature. If this sounds like your kind of camping, read on for all the glamorous details.

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We had to quit a class


I started taking my twins to little classes/activities around town at about six months old. Initially, I would only do it if I could get my husband to come or on the rare occasion that a grandparent was in town. I just didn’t see how I could manage it without an extra set of hands. #twinlife

As the twins got a little older and I got a little braver, we started venturing to classes on our own. It was always a challenge. I normally called ahead to make sure the building was accessible by stroller. I always asked the teacher if the class was set up for a one adult /two children situation. (Classes like swimming obviously require an adult for every child.) I made sure I understood where I could park and what my route into the building would look like. And sure, these outings involved a lot of planning for a simple 30-40 minute music class, but I kind of enjoyed the challenge and being able to conquer it.

My philosophy has always been that if we go out and do something and it sucks, we’ll just leave. Simple as that. We’d been lucky though. Due to careful planning and practice, we never had to leave a class early.

Until now.

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