I realize that there are alot of good Daddy's in this world, but I must say that I'm pretty sure one of the best belongs to me. Last week my Daddy took me for my very first camping trip, just him and me! He went the whole nine yards, with hobo pies and S'mores, sleeping bags and flashlights, and worm-digging and fishing. We had so much fun, and I made him promise to take me again before the summer is over. We may have to take Mommy this time though, I have a feeling that leaving her home alone at night is never a good idea. (Was that a pop bottle I knocked over when we came in the door?)