Where to even begin? Wow, the past few weeks have been a whirlwind. I always look forward to camp, but this year I think I looked as much forward to going home as I did to going. Not only was it EXHAUSTING this year, I also didn't see Rosebud nor Monkey Man for nearly two weeks. That was emotionally hard. All of my "free" time was spent nursing, so I only talked to #1 maybe three times for a grand total of maybe thirty minutes during my two week stay.
Here it is in a nutshell. On the way up I stopped at "The Bear Store" where my family would often stop on the way home from camp. There used to be a live bear there, hence the name, but he is no longer with us. Instead they have a variety of animals (deer, llama, bobcat) on display along with, of course, their ice cream. This trip could be called "Snug meets junk food".
This time while I had a baby (Sweet Pea) at camp she was seven months old. And she has a sorta sunny-if-you-stand-on-your-head-and-bend-over-backwards-to-please-her disposition.
A mere four days previous to our being at camp, Sweet Pea learned to crawl proficiently. As in FAST. Our camp is rustic. It is not exactly "baby proof" so I had to get creative in keeping her contained when she wasn't on my back or in a sling!
Liz, do you recognize this???
I love camp, and I love my family. It is so hard to be torn between the two, but for now my family is coming first. I'll still be involved, but not in the same capacity. I sincerely hope that camp will be around for each of my children to attend as campers.