Acting childish

When the whistle blew at the end of general swim we all groaned. We were still thoroughly enjoying the goofy diving game, including myself. “Do you want to stay on the raft a little longer?” I asked the girls. “Yes please!” All the campers on the raft dove into the water as I thanked Ethan…

Simple fun

“This was not exactly the chilled afternoon I had envisioned,” Himself said as we sat down again in our beach chairs. “That was waaaay more drama then I had expected, that’s for sure,” I agreed. Himself shifted our son in his arms and got situated in his chair. He leaned back, stretched out his long…

Hope for the best

We¬†sat along side the campers for another ten minutes and watched quietly as Lydia conferred with the counselors at the beach entrance. Meanwhile, my imagination was taking me on a terror filled ride. Lydia’s satellite phone buzzed on her hip. She had a short conversation on the phone and then hung up. Lydia appeared to…

A whole lot of teenage drama

The school bell started its constant ring. Then the shouting began. “Get out of the water! Get out of the water! All campers go to the field! Go to the field. Into your formations,” the counselors yelled. Campers quickly gathered their things and scurried to the upper field where just a few hours before Josie…