Camp, 2016 (Part 1)

Last week the girls went to day camp at a local methodist camp. The girls had not attended for the last couple of years due to busy summers and other conflicts, but they were eager to return. This year their age group moved up to overnight camp, but because they hadn't been in a while, they opted for one more year of day camp.

When I picked them up the first day, they requested to spend the night. Unfortunately, making a last minute change isn't really allowable or practical, but they will be ready to spend the night next year. Lauren and Grace are both excellent eaters when it comes to nutrition. However, do you remember the experience of eating spaghetti at a friend's house when you were a kid? Sure, everyone likes spaghetti, and it's universal. Even the most kid-friendly food can suddenly seem foreign when someone else's mom makes it. Perhaps it's a different sauce or some pasta experimentation, but it can seem like a real curve ball in the mind of a child. That's how the girls feel about camp food. On paper, it's fine... pizza, sandwiches, etc., but something is a little off, i.e., not what they are used to having. I had encouraged them to take a sandwich the first day, but they refused. Upon reconnecting in the afternoon, they both ordered sandwiches for the next day. When we were talking about overnight camp, Grace pondered aloud, "I'm gonna have to take a lot of sandwiches with me..."

Grace believes in always being prepared.

The campers hiked, swam, went canoeing, played games and created a lot of crafts. They also learned about Jesus and sang songs of praise. They had a fantastic time and will likely be taking an overnight trunk with them next year - complete with food.