Each summer, our Boy looks forward to going to "sleep-away" camp. Out of the past 6 years, he has gone to the same camp, every year but one (the summer of the infamous black eye!) I love the camp he goes to because it's less than a mile away as the crow flies and in the evening as I am weeding in the garden, I can hear the kids singing in chapel. Sign. Smile.
He's gotten SOOO Big!
|Dad wearing HIS camp shirt!|
Every year he makes new buddies, and usually sees some of the same friends from year to year. Here is this year's cabin.