This was a big year at Camp. It was Simon's first camp and it mixed his two favorite things; being held all the time and being outside all the time. Mix in never having to take a bath and it's baby paradise. Veronica took the plunge this year too. Literally. Vivi spent the first few days jumping off the ladder, but by mid-week generated the courage to jump off the dock (with life vest on, of course).
There aren't as many internet appropriate pictures from Camp this year. Somewhere around the second day of camp, somebody got the OK to go nudie-rudie underneath their swim vest. That was it for bathing suits for the week. The time we saved on wet bathing suit maintenance was lost of extra sunscreen vigilance.
The other new addition to Camp this year was boys. In addition the aforementioned Simon, Uncle Sean and Jackson made their first foray to Camp. Which not only brought the estrogen-testosterone equilibrium closer to balance, it also meant doing more boy things.
Nighly s'mores, countless jumps into the lake, communing with nature. Yep, that's the way life should be.
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