OK, that may be a *slight* exaggeration.
But boy-oh-boy, is our Captain ever on a tear today! Screaming! Running! Hitting! And other uncivilized behavior!
He is terribly (and I do mean TERRIBLY) excited, because we are going camping! In a tent! WITH MOMMY!!!!!
He's gonna HUG me and SQUEEZE me and SLEEP on me and LOVE me and also tent-tent-tent-tent HE!! LOVES!!!! CAMPING!!!!!!!!!
(He has never actually been camping before. Hence the SUPER-EXTRA excitement!)
(We're all gonna die. He's going to kill us with just the noise. Or he's going to vibrate us all to death with the nuclear-reactor like waves of energy radiating from his little body.)
(...why was this a good idea again...?)