Clark took the boys camping last Friday night and they had a ball. A little too much fun, in fact. Now every time anything happens, this happens...
Mom: Ike, get your shoes on. We have to go to the grocery store.
Ike: YES YES YES. We're going camping. Come on Asher, we're going camping. CAMPING CAMPING CAMPING.
Mom: Nope, we're going to Walmart.
Ike: Alright, alright, alright, It's camping time! Let's go, Booker.
Ike grabs his pillow pet and sleeping bag.
Dad: Ok, guys, time to brush your teeth and go read stories.
Ike: Yes! Booker, let's go brush our teeth so we can go camping.