Coming up here in the next couple of days, the wife & squirts are gonna do a little campin’. Since this is Donovan’s first camping trip, with friends to boot, he’s a little bit on the excited side.

Litsa set up the tent to air it out, and I went to check on big D, and he was over yappin’ up the neighbor about his camping trip. The he decided he needed to camp tonight to, so adeptly avoiding the next big brain-splitting battle; I set about getting him set up in his bedroom with a tent.

As you can see, he was…. happy.


3 thoughts on “Campin….”

  1. Brain-splitting! How very aptly stated. Your Grandpa Art used to say it was like driving a ten-penny nail into your head. And they say he can’t remember…

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