While in Washington Carter slept on the trampoline for the first time. My dad took him out to do some male bonding. Actually I think I was invited too, but I know better. Sleeping on the tramp either means waking up in the middle of the night from the cold or waking up way too early in the morning from the sun, either way its not much sleep.
For Carter and my dad it was waking up at 3 in the morning from the cold. I'm surprised they made it that far. It was really fun for both of them though.
Here's my cute boy all bundled up and ready to go!