Thursday, August 4, 10:15pm
Tonight, we were headed back to our room after our late-evening meal. The girls were still with us, but they were headed to a teen activity session with a large group on the ship.
We stepped into an elevator, and there was a little boy, probably around 4 or 5 years old, along with, presumably, his father. As the doors opened on the next floor up, the little boy said, “Wow! I just saw someone from Camp Carnival!”. He was truly excited as it showed in his voice.
His dad, not as amused, said, “Wow. That’s neat,” with more of a rolling eyes thing. It wasn’t a mean voice, just a there-are-Camp-Carnival-people-everywhere-on-this-CARNIVAL-boat and how-many-times-am-I-going-to-have-to-hear-this voice. If you are a parent, you know the voice.
Several of us on the elevator chuckled slightly, and then the little boy dropped the big one. Thankfully we were just stepping off the elevator when he said, “The people are laughing at you because they think you’re a bonehead!”
As there was no way I could hold my breath until the elevator doors closed, I, too, laughed out loud. It was simply hilarious.