For three glorious summers Ten has enjoyed a week of day camp at a nearby camp, but this summer was different. Having 'aged out' of the day camp option she was determined to give one of the overnight sessions a try. She painstakingly saved her pennies and then acquired enough birthday money to go to camp. After three weeks of camp angst/anxiety the day finally came to take our little girl to camp--OVERNIGHT camp. 
It really is an amazing setting with a wonderful, old fashioned playground with real metal slides and delightfully dangerous looking swings. The rock wall and pool are among the many free time options.
We stopped by at the end of free time---Mmmm! Pringles!
Each camper can sign up with one 'cabin buddy'. Ten and a friend from church were cabin buddies.
I have great memories of the 12 summers I spent at a camp, ultimately working as a counselor. At some point I will have to post the story I wrote about my camp experiences--including the tale of the compass and losing the campers in the hills. Ten's camp experience was 'cushy' by my camp experience standards--indoor plumbing!! She is back home now and is glad to have weathered four nights at camp. She came home with a fourth camp T-shirt to add to her collection complete with the signatures of counselors and friends. Oh--and a really nasty cold/swollen glands.
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