This year, Jason’s parents upped the ante at their annual camp out. They had an omelet bar, karaoke, a bounce house and an inflatable water slide for the kids. The weather cooperated (we stayed in their pop-up vs. our tent, which was heavenly) and their backyard was full of ruby-throated hummingbirds, melodic windchimes, grossly overweight squirrels, indigo buntings, and of course, the lunatic cardinal, who scared the pants off me when I used the spare bedroom to change and he lunged headfirst into the window, eyes wild and feathers ruffled.