Morning meds were pretty straight forward this day. No more Deer campers with belly aches this morning (whew). Just a few extra kids with various issues including more allergies, a rash across the chest (tried some hydrocortisone cream), sore throat (from yelling the night before like a weenie — tried a Halls cough drop—this was…

I woke on Wednesday morning before the morning bell had rung. These bunk bed mattresses were pretty good but not quite the thick mattress we had a home. There was only so much my back and hips could take before they revolted and woke me up. I was the only one stirring on the third…

After dinner, Anita had to peel my son’s face off the dining table and scoop him up to take him upstairs. His sleepy eyes barely fluttered, and he lay his flushed little face down on Anita’s shoulder and closed his eyes again. He was a goner! Amazing what some fresh air and rambunctious water play…

Three more of the Deer hut camper dudes. These little guys. Can you imagine? Nine year old boys, away from their mums. They are the cutest little things! All rough and tough and malevolent out in the school yard. Away from home and feeling crappy? They are like sad puppies! So. Freaking. Adorable. Until one…

I found Alisa at the counselor’s table at lunch. This table held all the senior staff. Alisa was the waterfront director. That meant, at the ripe age of 19, she was in charge of all the swimming instructors, all the life guards and all the nurses. This, of course, included me.With a sideways glance at…