Hey that brought back memories and a smile to my face.
Eighteen years ago we tried our hand at camping with a newborn, a two year old, a crappy popup, a cheapo screen tent, a Coleman stove, lantern and not much else. The toddler was hell bent on making a beeline for the campfire, the screen tent had a broken zipper and was useless for keeping the bugs out, but served it's purpose as a tarp when the rain came. Our baby decided he hated camping altogether, and was successful after midnight in convincing mom to grab the car keys, the baby and head for home, which was smart on dad's part to plan a camping trip only three miles from home.
It's a funny story to tell while the older son still pokes at the campfire and the younger one still complains of how camping in a new camper isn't real camping. Your time will come, son.