Overnighter with the Scouts

Last night I took the scouts on a quick overnighter to an alpine lake close by. We were supposed to leave at 6pm, but one of the leaders was late so we didn't really get started until right before 7. No biggee, we were glad to have him along cuz he's such a good egg, but it meant that we'd get there right before dark and have to setup camp in the dark. I'd been to this lake several times before, but it's been quite a while and the turnoff to get into the campground areas is really hard to find during the day. So, we hiked up. Great weather. It was an invigorating hike. Recent personal happenings kept my mind occupied and happy. The old guy kept leaving the rest of the pack behind. Before I'd realized it, we'd hiked right past the lake. I went forward about another mile and realized what I'd done. We tracked back trying to find the campground entrance to no avail. So, we decided to execute plan B.
We hiked back down the mountain in the dark. It felt so good, the weather was perfect. Just the right amount of chill in the air. Was wierd, I'd breath out and my breath would just hang in front of me. My headlamp would glow through it making it impossible to see the trail and my breath would somehow stay ahead of me as I walked making it necessary to turn my head or blow out of the side of my mouth everytime I exhailed. Anyway, we got back down to the trailhead, hopped in the car and made camp at my house. We built a fire in our fire pit, ate dinner and hit the sack. I stayed in my bivy bag until everyone was asleep and snuck in the house around 1:50am. Christine was still up doing email or something. Anyway, we hit the sack.
I woke up the next morning around 6am. Which, but the way is quite annoying. Why don't alarm clock companies make alarm clocks with a weekend feature? Anyway, went down and cooked breakfast for the troop. Introduced them all to grits. They all liked them except one boy who just couldn't get past the name or the look.
So, one of the reasons I enjoy working with the scouts is because of the absolutely funny things they say. One of the boys mentioned that he just ate two peaches in four mouthfuls:
Boy 1 - I just stuffed two peaches into my mouth in four mouthfulls.
Boy 1 - Remember how I stuffed 9 marshmallows into my mouth?
Boy 2 - Yeah, and I had 7 and spit them out and you (talking to me) made me put them back in!
Boy 1 - I had to go spit those out cuz I was choking.
Boy 2 - Me too
Boy 3 - I put a whole banana in my mouth once
Boy 4 - I stuffed a whole slice of pizza in my mouth
Boy 5 - I heard about one guy that put a whole hamburger in his mouth
Boy 1 - I jammed a broom through the top of my mouth once
Boy 2 - Yeah, it went right through the roof of his mouth and made a big hole. He jumped off the counter with a broom stick in his mouth.
Boy 3 - Can I see it?
Boy 1 - Yeah, right, how are you going to see the hole in my mouth?
Kirk - Did you go to the hospital or something?
Boy 1 - No, but, my mom gave me a cotton ball.

Who, but 12 year olds, talks like this? :)