But my father knew how to make the most of them.
It's amazing what a three-year-old finds thrilling.
So at the last minute when my father invited us to tag along on his camping trip, I jumped at the chance with no guilt.
We set off on our adventure Friday evening.
When we arrived at the campground, Aidan woke up more excited than I had ever seen him.
There was jumping and squealing, even more than I had seen from him at his last birthday party.