He attended last year (in the record 112 degree heat) and has been looking forward to it since then.
This is his second year. So many kids wants to go so they limit the amount of times a child can attend to 3.
Getting his suitcase out for the week. Sheets, pillow, and battery operated fan are stuffed inside there as well as clothes.
No stationery and stamps because from last year we learned T just doesn't write back!!
No food either since ants got all over his bed from the gummy worms I sent with him last year.
Besides, kitchen raids are more fun.
The baggage cart for Redwood cabin.
This year Tot is in Middle camp, roaming where the big guys roam.
He will be doing Archery and Horseback Riding and swimming every day, as well as different activities on the rope courses, the Cowboy Church's rodeo, and seeing the Magician float a table off the ground.
And the end of camp dance, of course.
Lice Check. T passes.
Favorite new word from last year:
Confidentiality: What is said in counseling sessions, stays in the cabin.
His group, AKA, the frogs.
Last year he was a Fish in lower camp.
Time for parents to leave. See you next week, T.
Now to make it back across that bridge...
