As I told you all before, I’m volunteering at a summer camp this weekend with 36 high school students. There are bunches more of kids but I’m just hanging with those 36 for this week. We’re doing things like swimming in the lake (okay, I haven’t YET but I MIGHT tomorrow – lakes are icky unless you are on a boat), play giant soccer, climbing rock walls, eating meals blindfolded, playing night games (like in the dark. The REALLY, REALLY dark) and singing songs at a campfire.
Mostly though, I’m sweating. The weather is hot and humid. No breeze. Sure, everyone is sweaty but really, I don’t see very many people with hair soaked through 15 minutes after breakfast. Today was one of those days where you shower in the morning, at lunch, during nap time, during free time and just before bed just to cool off and feel semi comfortable. Forget clean, I left clean at home.
It was one of those days where you change bras and t-shirts 3 times just so they can air out and dry up before you change back into it while the others dry. Where you step out of your Old Navy shorts that you loved when you bought them last week but you vow to never wear again as they melt, yes, melt to the floor.
God, I love summer camp.