Hayden refused to go because he would "see bugs and I don't like to sleep with bugs", and since Brendan can't sleep without his beloved Disney movies playing through the night, he got to stay home with mom as well. As irony would have it, a severe storm knocked out the electricity for a few hours, rendering his TV useless meaning that I had been granted a front row seat to an all night tantrum by candlelight. My own little camping trip. At least he's got a papasan chair in his room to curl up on, and since it was 150 degrees inside the house I didn't even need a sleeping bag.
But at least I didn't wake up with ticks....which is more than I can say for these two fellas.
Don't ask. It's the testosterone talkin'. What's 2 hours southeast of Dallas? Humidity. Look like swamp water to you? If it looks like swamp, and smells like swamp... well, Cheryl can tell you.