Pitching a Tent

What is it about a tent?  Two nights ago the boys set up a tent on the porch and slept out there with Daddy.

Zach’s assessment of things as he crawled in for bed? “Oh my GOSH.  This is the most awesomest night of my life!!”

Ezra’s thoughts? “Dude, we could move out here.”

Daddy’s thoughts? “Don’t you think it would be great if MOMMY slept out here and I stayed inside in the big, comfy bed?”

It rained yesterday, so we had to move the tent inside, where it now takes up every square inch of available space in their room.  This didn’t stop them from sleeping in it, though.  They stayed there last night and are asleep there now.  We’ve had homeschool in the tent.  Timeouts in the tent.  And general merriment all day long in the tent.

I don’t get it.  I’m more of a hotel girl, myself.  What is it about a tent?