But activities soon began and everyone felt back into the easy camp routine.
There is something special about camp. There always has been, there always will be. I am thrilled to be able to sit here on the porch swing overlooking the patio where my daughter dances the Macarena, and my boy sits by the campfire.
I remember my camp days, and secretly hope my kids love camp throughout their teen years. I would support their decision to counsellors if they chose ads well... but time will tell.
Tonight, we're all enjoying the autumn evening.
Thank You, God for camp...
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