overheard-camping

Houdini spent the day giddy with excitement at the thought of going camping with Dad for the "Father & Son's Campout."

Rubbing it in, he told me, "You don't get to go!"
I replied, "I don't want to go! Camping is yuck."

His response?

"It's not yuck!  Yuck is something like eating shoes."

Can't argue with that.