And the saga continues with the next chapter set in Brightwood ranch, where the drama focuses in on strategic naps and strange things worn on heads!

It’s only one week in and people are minorly sleep deprived. I wonder how that’s going to work with future kids! I mean, its only half through staff training!

I’m dining hostess again this year, and depending on the person asking, there’s a different definition. I’m the one who makes sure there are chocolate bars in the staff lounge. I set tables. I wash dishes. I wash dishes. I clean the big camp café. I wash dishes. Oh! Then I wash dishes! (I’m not complaining, I do actually wash dishes in between every other thing on my checklist.) 

I’m really excited about camp, last year I made some great connections with the campers. This year I have already seen God working in prayer and unity. Unfortunately, he did not obliterate all the Mozzies of the world like I asked.  

This week has been a whirlwind, full of new people (I still don’t know everyone’s names!) waterfights, and work.  We also said goodbye to our Pastor, whom I have fond memories of, and who helped me stay excited for missions and kids ministry.  Unfortunately, for all the things that are happening, I  can honestly say I can’t think of a single anecdote for the day. Unless people really want to hear about the amount of icecubes that have recently been dropped down my shirt. It seems like a regular occurrence. Anyways, camp life calls,  and I shall return to campfire stories.