Joe took Jake the next weekend to his very first Father/Son Campout with our ward. (We found out the week of that Joe (EQ) was in charge of the big breakfast on Saturday morning, so I made a mad dash to Costco on Friday. I love Costco... but I digress. Joe finally told Jake on Thursday night, that they would be going camping, and he was SO EXCITED. Kate was ticked that she couldn't go, but I told her not to worry, we'd do something fun.
Friday morning, Jake was still asleep, and I ran out to the car to grab something in the car. I walked back inside and locked the car. All of the sudden, I saw Jake, wild hair and all, come bolting out of his room. He had heard the beep of the car. "Dad's home! Dad's home! We can go camping!!!!" I hated to break it to him that he had to wait 10 more hours.
Jake slept like a log. Joe was up at 3:30am. Apparently his back has gotten a little soft because the rocks under him weren't melding into him too nicely ;)