It has been exactly 10 years since I was a camp counselor. But after some unexpected events when the Hunky Hubby was faced with exactly ONE female counselor for our High School camp, he decided that desperate times call for desperate measures. And so the Hunky Hubby, with the helpful aid of some support staff members, will be doing his directing duties with three small boys in tow, and I will, for the first time in 10 years, be a camp counselor. I am just a tad bit nervous. It is true that I did attend all of Staff Training, I just didn’t hear any of the lessons due to my parenting duties, there is a slim chance that I might be feeling somewhat inadequate in spite of my 9 years of counseling experience a decade ago. So send up a quick prayer for me if you think of it, for I shall probably be digging candy bars out of wet dog food with my face or some other camp related hilarity, and I just might have forgotten how.
I promise you a crazed animal, a concussion, and a kiss in every single book...you're welcome!