Camp School

Wow! What a weekend I had. I had the opportunity to go to National Day Camp school in Covington, Georgia. I'm going to be the programs director for our district's cub scout day camp this year. Really... If anyone is reading this from my past.... you're probably laughing. Me??? A cub scout leader??? Let alone a camp director. Okay, okay... Maybe I was a TOUCH prissy back then! Having boys changes you.... Nuff said. Anyways, I ended up having a GREAT time. I had no idea it would have such an impact. My husband was kind and supportive enough to stay with my boys from Thurday afternoon til Sunday evening while I attended. He did really well! The boys were good too.... aside from one of them throwing up in the mall right in front of JC Penneys.... but that is another story for another blog entry. I'll have to keep you hanging on that one. Let's just say... he had a grand ole' taste of "Mommyhood."

Okay, Back to the original topic. I learned so much. Yes, I learned a lot about day camp and scouting in general... but more importantly I learned about getting along and appreciating other people. I believe I was blessed with the gift of gab. I can pretty much talk to anyone. I came home with several e-mail addresses and a lot of new friends. Here we were.... a class of 105. All different ages, races, faiths, and backgrounds. We had people there from Tennessee, Georgia, Louisiana, Florida, Alabama, North Carolina, South Carolina, and Texas. We shared a lot of laughs and I got made fun of because having not really experienced the deep south... I had never eaten fried okra or black eyed peas.... which are apperently a staple in those parts! Umm... Really you're not missing anything if you haven't tried them either. One of the most inspiring times was on Sunday morning. We had a interfaith worship service. Now I tell you.... there is nothing quite like witnessing a beautiful spring day outdoors, being in the company of 105 uniformed scouts singing "God Bless America." It brought me to tears and I get chills thinking of it. It has been too long since I have paused for a moment and felt an Pride for our country. Sometimes we get caught up and busy in our lives and fail to appreciate the simplest of things. It was exhausting... they crammed a lot into a weekend. But somehow.... I came home feeling renewed. I am thankful for the experience and I have come home with a backpack full of scout stuff.... and a closet full of memories.