Wednesday was an unexpectedly wonderful day.
I got to work at 6:45 a.m. (okay, that part wasn’t so wonderful) and got in a good couple of hours before heading home at noon. Jason (awake!) came and picked me up from the metro and we had lunch together. It’s good to talk to him when we’re not both exhausted.
In the early afternoon I headed up to Girls’ Camp. Just before I left, I received this picture via text from my good friend and our ward camp director, Lara.
Just a copperhead camped out in the pool bathroom. (Wait, this camp has a pool!?)(And apparently snakes!)
The rangers sorted out the snake, taking it far away and releasing it into the wild. This didn’t make me feel any less creepy-crawly about it, though, and I strongly considered wearing my galoshes.
I think I liked camp when I was a young woman. If nothing else, that was the only time of year when my mom would assent to buying me one of those giant, tongue-chafing jawbreakers from the candy bins at Payson Market. I am kind of disturbed that I would actually eat a good half of it by the end of the week.
Of course I’d love to take a week off to hang out (er, supervise) girls camp, but we’ve got two long-ish fall trips coming up, so I settled for one day. Now I’m wishing I’d stayed longer: Girls’ Camp is a blast! I got to Misty Mount during craft time and got to hang out with some of my favorite people. We walked around the camp, which is absolutely gorgeous, and checked in with all the little campers from our ward. I think it’s hilarious/awesome that girls’ camp feels exactly the same, even though I’m nine years and 2,000 miles removed from my most recent Koholowo experience.
I stayed for dinner and got to witness the “Elbows Off The Table” song, which as a youth I thought was unique to our camp. In a clever variation, the offending girls (and leaders) at Misty Mount have to check in with the YCLs and are then forced to perform an embarrassing dance of some kind. I kept those elbows tucked tight.
I helped Monica and Ilona (and Sally and Lara) prep the senior panel, where the younger girls submit questions for the seniors to answer. SO many were about boys (of course). When we got over to the fire, the YCLs were leading the girls in familiar camp songs.
The senior panel was great, after which the girls started in with their skits. Per usual, some were much funnier than others. I’m biased, but I think our ward’s was pretty great. I did also laugh out loud when another ward suggested disguising the quadruple combination as an eighth Harry Potter book as a missionary tool. “Wait, Harry has a brother named Nephi?” That’s the girls’ camp sense of humor I remember.
In the midst of the silliness and crazy and bugs and drama and crafting and dirt and zaniness that is camp, I was just struck by what wonderful girls we have. They are well-loved by each other, parents, leaders, and most of all Heavenly Father. They are smart, confident, helpful, and kind. I’ve never thought about there being much of a spirit of Girls’ Camp, but walking back to my car I just felt such peace. Camp is awesome and I’m so glad I got to be part of it for a little while.
How much are these cabins just like the ones in The Parent Trap? Also, their low occupancy means the hyper first years are contained and can’t keep everyone awake all night.
Oh, the other great thing about Wednesday? Jason and I are getting a niece! We are so excited to be Uncle Jason and Auntie Amanda to Jake and Justine’s baby daughter this fall.