I Always Knew Men and Women Were Different, but I'm Still Always Surprised.

Griffin at the 2007 father and son camp out.

Tonight is girl's night out around here. Since Mr. Wicke and Griffin will be away on the father/son camp out, Logan and I are going to spend the afternoon and evening doing whatever she wants to do. So far that includes buying a watch so that "she can tell the time," but mostly it is because her friend Emily just got one. After that I think we'll get our toes and nails painted, go out to eat wherever Logan wants, and see a movie. Whatever we do, it's got to be good because she is a little put out that she can not go camping, too. She and I actually like camping, just not the way the boys do it.

I told her not to be envious because Mr. Wicke's idea of a "father/son camp out" is sleeping in the car and eating beans out of a can. Wanting my son to have a "real experience" I tried to convince him he needed a tent.

"Griff, wouldn't you rather sleep in a tent this year?" I asked over breakfast, eyeing Mr. Wicke mischievously. "Wouldn't it be fun to sleep in a tent?" Sometimes I love torturing Mr. Wicke.

With big happy eyes Griffin responded, "I want to pretend the car IS our tent!"

Mr. Wicke's face broke into a huge smile.

And as far as the food goes, it turns out Griffin only has one request. This morning Mr. Wicke asked, "Hey, Griff. What do you want to eat at our camp out?"

"We only eat marshmallows. Remember? Marshmallows and a FIRE!"

And that is why we are having girl's night. Because eating marshmallows until I'm sick, sleeping in a car, and coming home totally filthy is not my idea of good time, but I'll guarantee my son will be over the moon. Have fun, boys! Logan and I will be home, totally content being girly.