This One Time, At Band Camp...

Except with my kids, it's 4-H camp.
Every story starts with, "One time, at 4-H Camp..."

Yesterday I was driving them to playgroup when a song came on the radio they seemed to like. I did not know the song (I have since been told it was Flo-Rida's "Low"?), but I turned it up for them. Here is the conversation that happened while listening to this song:

"Remember this at 4-H Camp?"

"Yeah, and Miles was dancing to it-"

"And he came out with, like, four pairs of pants on-"

"And underwear on his head!"

"And he was dancing around and the counselors came running over-"

"And said, 'Miles! Put your pants on!"

The whole van then erupted into a laughing fit. Ah... good times.