This blog will be short because I want to appreciate this last full day at camp.
After a few heavy blogs, I thought you would enjoy a light and happy one. In it, I will share two letters that we received today. The first is from a first-time camper from Beijing. She is 9 years-old and was truly intimidated when she arrived at camp. Jet-lagged and culturally confused, she wondered what she had agreed to.
Like anyone else, sometimes we make mistakes. We believe that part of being a Champion is being willing to admit to your mistakes.
[Note: this is the second blog I have written about the pending departure of 3 of our 4 children to college. OK, I get that I should be writing about camp, but with just 1 week before we send the first one off, I felt like a had a little more to say. Please know that when I am not writing, I am completely focused on camp!!]
One of the few distinct memories of my maternal grandparents home was a framed letter.
One of the oldest traditions at Camp Champions is our Trojan-Spartan games.
It is raining now. [Note: it is actually hard to show rain using a picture, so please forgive this weak photographic effort.]