Monday July 9, 2012

… spontaneous cookouts because both groups are on a trip

… swimming at the lake

….running to camp to use the bathroom because a cardboard flap feels really insecure when a guy is installing ceiling tile directly outside the bathroom

… doing without power from Friday night to Thursday noon — tough anywhere, brutal when you’ve just moved and everything is already new and you live in an unfinished house

… humidity so high that your son complains of his pajama shirt being wet when he gets it out of the drawer and your sheets feel damp at night

… buying a humidifier and taking off ten gallons of water in less than 48 hours

… feeling a heartstab every time you see the woodsmen group because there is an eleven year old boy in the group who is barely bigger than Adam. That kid still needs a mom to kiss him goodnight.

… letting your boys go swimming at the aqua duct with their dad and hearing that Adam now jumps off ten foot man made cliffs into the huge swimming hole — without a life jacket

… sitting on the recliner in your pajamas with a cup of coffee at 7:15 in the morning and hearing the door open because the little guy who lives upstairs decided it was time to come play

… knowing that your house is still under construction and fair game for maintenance men between the hours of 8 and 5. All things considered, they have been extraordinarily gracious and respectful.

… cleaning up construction dirt over and over and over again

… hearing that the house camp was buying for you to live in sold to someone else

… killing an average of six half inch long segmented black ants and at least one cricket, grasshopper, huge spider, or leaf cutter per day

… the best July 4th party. A version of dodge ball, tug of war, water fight, frog catching, cherry seed spitting contest with a record setting 49 feet and 10 inches, swimming, grilled chicken and corn on the cob and homemade ice cream, and of course, fireworks

… holding the phone waiting for the caller id to show up only to remember it never will

… cleaning the house in less than two hours flat instead of struggling to get it all done in one day

… having your parenting skills stretched to the max and then stretched still more

… five windows to clean instead of twenty-five

… pulling a tick off someone else’s child’s head

… watching a chief shovel dirt with his group of boys and finding out that he is running a fever / sick and realizing very clearly that it isn’t only moms who have to keep going no matter what

… neighbors who share their four wheeler

… hanging out with camp staff and realizing that you are getting to know an incredible group of people

… needing to get out of your house on Thursday because fifteen men (five men for each floor) are coming to set as many interior doors as possible and trying to decide where to go

… missing friends

… starting to really like camp and having no idea why

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