What Kind of Kids Are We Raising?

As we pulled into our campground last night, I was beat. We had spent the bulk of the day driving and it was nearly 10 p.m. In this part of the world, people actually go to bed when it gets dark, so when you pull into a campground after dark, then you have to be super quiet. At any rate, as we pulled into the campground we saw something on the ground. It was rather small and, at first, we didn't know what it was. We thought that it might be a kiwi, but then we noticed that it was something else. Something we didn't even know that they had in New Zealand. It was a hedgehog! No sooner did we figure out what it was and Amy and Tyler jumped out of the car and started running through the previously quiet campground toward the hedgehog. The hedgehog noticed them running in its direction, so it started to run in the opposite direction. Before we knew it, Amy took off her sweatshirt (quicker than a cowboy could lasso a calf) and through it on top of the hedgehog. She then started to pick it up, but apparently thought better of it. Tyler, without blinking, immediately picked up his latest prize and quickly ran it over for a picture. "What kind of kids are we raising?" I jokingly said to Susan. Yes, it is safe to say that the late Steve Irvin had an impact upon Amy and Tyler. But someone far more impactful than the Crocodile Hunter has grasped their hearts.