Rose and I attended our 1st “Two of Us” camp at the Girl Scout Camp Menzies last week. It was Rose’s 1st experience at camp and the 1st in a looooong time for me. The only thing I really remember about the bible camp I attended as a kid was the stomach flu that swept though the campers. Ew.
I’m fairly sure that my outgoing, older girl loving, friend gathering, kid would do fine on her own but I selfishly wanted to share in her 1st camp experience. Luckily our local Girl Scout camp has a parent/child week where you can come and have the camp experience with your daughter.
She only deemed to sit once with me at the campfire. Then it was all about the friends.
We did crafts (Rose’s only breakdown was when I told her she couldn’t make her lanyard while walking down a steep rocky trail), canoeing (and canoe water fights), horseback riding (I got the ex packhorse that didn’t want to go unless nose deep in the horse in front of him), slept under the stars (and woke up drenched with dew), sung songs (and more song and even more songs), ate good food (except the one night the cook must have had off and everything was burnt/dry), and made friends (both of us).
Holding my coffee cup to get warm after sleeping under the stars
I learned how to make a friendship bracelets, lanyards, lots of new songs, how easily little girls are distracted when there are tiny frogs hopping about in the grass, and how to accidentally soak your daughter’s back during a canoe water fight.
Soooo many lanyards…
The other moms (and the few dads) there formed a sort of comradery as our daughters reached various stages of exhaustion/over stimulation and broke down. It was a little heartening to see just about all of them reach that point and know it’s not just my daughter that had to cry it out in the shower stall because “mom’s mean”. It must be tough for these little girls to have to be “on” all day for 4 days. So many kids and counselors and adults to impress is exhausting. Luckily for me, Rose reached the breaking point after the 1st full day and was fabulous the rest of the time. I did have to tell her a few times that when she goes back next year without me, the counselors WILL tell her what to do and keep her on track and make her go to bed. I’m still not sure she believes me. lol!
In the end, I think Rose liked me being there about 70% of the time. I call that a win and can’t wait to go back.