Ryan was ready for his first camping trip. He zipped up his red backpack with a ZZZIP! and grabbed his hat. 'Let's go!' he called.

Into the Whimsy Woods they went, where trees whispered secrets and squirrels wore tiny hats. Ryan's eyes were wide with wonder.

They found a spot by a giggling brook. 'This is perfect!' said Dad. Ryan heard a SPLASH as a fish jumped up high, as if to say hello.

Mom set up the tent. Ryan helped, tugging and pulling with all his might. The tent stood tall, a colorful castle in the woods.

After a yummy picnic, they explored. BZZZZ! A buzzy bee danced around flowers. 'Look at him go!' Ryan laughed.

As evening fell, the forest turned magical. Fireflies twinkled like stars that came to play. 'Amazing,' whispered Ryan.

'Whoo-hoo,' an owl called. 'Whooo are you?' it seemed to ask. Ryan waved and said, 'I'm Ryan! Nice to meet you, Mr. Owl!'

Back at the tent, they toasted marshmallows. The yummy gooey goodness made Ryan giggle. 'S'mores are the best!' he cheered.

The stars above were like silver sprinkles. 'Look, a shooting star!' Mom pointed. They made wishes as it zipped by.

'Time for bed,' Dad said. Ryan snuggled into his sleeping bag, listening to the night sounds—a symphony of cicadas and owls.

Next morning, the sun giggled through the trees. 'Good morning, adventure!' Ryan said as he peeked outside. He couldn't wait for more!

'We'll come back soon,' said Mom as they packed up. Ryan waved goodbye to the Whimsy Woods. 'See you again!'