Clyde in a Tent

Last time Michael and I went camping, we borrowed my parents' two person tent. The only way Michael could stretch out was if he laid down diagonally, which left me a nice little triangle of space in which to curl up in the fetal position. This year we're more prepared, complete with our own tent that we've tested out in the yard.

Clyde doesn't seem to care too much about the tent. He spent thirty seconds in there and then got bored. 

Look! Michael can stand up! When you're 6'8", standing up in a tent is more of a big deal. 

We'll get to test out the tent for real when we go camping with friends over Memorial Day weekend -- I'm getting excited about the s'mores already.