We had to go out into the woods last night and retrieve the camper.

He enjoyed it so much that he was invited and wanted to spend a second night out in the wilderness.

He has other things he needs to do here at home, though.

We went out to their campsite at nine. We took some s’mores-making ingredients and sat around the campfire with them for a half hour before loading him into the car and bringing him home. He fell asleep in the car on the way back. Then he slept in his sleeping bag on the floor.

We always suspected that he might have been switched at birth.

Somewhere there’s a kid out there whose parents want to go, go, go. Outdoorsy, sportsy, active types who are wondering why their kid is such a couch potato.