always smiling

One of my very favorite campers this session. He's in Forest, and always - I mean always - has a smile on his face. He spent the entire hour playing Geronimo the other day...smiling. I saw him at dinner earlier this evening. He was inexplicably dissecting his baked potato, carefully removing the skin bit by bit. Eventually he ate the skinned potato and hot dog without the bun, dipping the latter in a paper cup of ketchup. He had it all figured out. I'm not sure how the pipe cleaner headdress fits in, but in our conversation he made no mention of it. It's just part of the day's get-up, I guess. What a guy.