They’re back!

My bigger kids are home safe from camp, filled with tales of the awesomeness of their week.Thumbs up on the cabins, lack of bunk beds for the girls, the breakfast cereal available, huge in-ground pool and making new friends. We are already talking about next year’s camp week.

Birthday tween found her card in her duffel. She didn’t need the extra “If homesick, open this” letter. Good for her. Her brother never found his letter from home – I guess he never noticed it as he pulled items out for use. Not surprised, really.  We read it together as we unpacked. Silly me, I keep thinking he’s like I am, wanting to save every scrap of paper that holds emotional value. When I asked him if he wanted to keep the letter as a memory from camp, he could not have been more uninterested (I should have kept it for myself.)

It’s raining here finally and all are flopped in front of the electronic box. Doc is on a coffee roasting frenzy. God bless him!

I have two books on hold at the library, one in transit and I just now requested another. Plotting and scheming when to do the pick up and wondering who is coming with. I’m sure Susan is in, as long as her swimmer’s ear is abated. Poor girl was in tears yesterday from the pain.

That’s all for now. It’s Saturday. Housework, reading, goofing off. Enjoy your weekend. Perhaps I’ll chat with you over on Twitter.

All I want to say that won’t fit into Twitter

My two biguns left this morning for their first sleep-away Bible camp, into the wilds of Pennsylvania. I loved camp as a girl. The crafts, canoeing on the lake, the awesomeness of being away from home. I know my two young people (the word children feels too young) were excited to not only be with their church friends for the week, but to be away from home (read: me and Daddy). Isn’t independence one of the greatest allures of sleep-away camp, if only for a week?

We are still in birthday party mode. Friends of the newly minted eight-year-old are due here any minute for a sleep over. Another first around here. We’ve had a cousin once spend the night a long time back, but this is the first time for friends. The plan is to put up the tent in the backyard, but we will see if that happens in this heat. Our official Tent Man is currently flopped on the sofa after changing the oil in my van.

Tomorrow we are set to go to my parents for the day. I’ll be leaving my boy behind to spend the night and my mom can take him shopping for a birthday present. We’re calling it Grandma Camp.

Then I will be down to one kiddo on Wednesday. O, the places we can go for on the cheap, right? That’s how one starts to think when all the kids normally in tow are suddenly scattered hither and yon. Where can I go with this last girlie left behind? She’s easy to please so it might be the park to wade and the lunch of her choice with ice cream.

That’s our July so far. We’re off and running, coming and going. It already feels like the summer is moving too fast. Vacation Bible School starts next week, but more about that later.

What are you doing this week?