Well, here we are at camp once again, but this year is extra special for me. My kids, who I have been dragging to camp for years are growing up, and this year Noah has come to camp as a camper for the first time (add sniffling sounds here).
It’s a strange mixture of joy and feeling very old all at once. Kind of like carnival ride induced nausea (sorry, it’s the best analogy I could come up with).
One of the fun camp activities is the blob which most of our kiddos (and some of our sponsors in need of medication) conquered.
I’ve included it because my son Noah is the first one on the video and he makes his daddy proud. Continue reading “K.I.S.S. (Keep It Simple Saints)”