Back in October, Big T went with a group of students to an overnight camp for 3 days and 2 nights. Edward, who likes to think of himself as an outdoors man, jumped at the chance to get away from the city and offered to help wrangle children.
As you can see from the pictures below, he spent more time eating than actually communing with nature or assisting kids.
Scoping out the snack machine while the students learn about pond creatures. He kept bumming quarters off me to get KitKats.
According to Edward, s'mores taste best on a moonlit night. He was our designated golden brown marshmallow cooker since he could sit so close to the fire for long periods of time without being bothered by the constant smoke and sparks.
Keeping up his human appearances, Edward dutifully eats a plate full of enchiladas and churritos while a student looks on. He plans on munching some "real food" later that night.
Basking in the warm glow of the lights, Edward enjoys his real dinner after our campers went to bed.
Overall, Edward was more of a hindrance than a help on this trip. He would steal the girls' stuffed animals and make them sing or recite poetry for him in order to get their toys back. I caught him trying to sneak into the animal exhibit more than once during our stay, but of course he just wanted a closer look at the tortoise - sure, Edward. And he insisted on sleeping in the top bunk in our cabin, even though he knew I really wanted it. The final straw was when he rummaged around in my overnight bag to steal my reading book because he forgot his at home.
As much as I adore Edward, I don't think he'll be joining me on any more camping trips.