Did I mention we had snow at camp this weekend? Lots and lots of fluffy, white, cold, sometimes icy, snow. Our ten girls were beside themselves. Seriously, they're used to sand so this snow thing was just too fun. And wet. And cold. But I mentioned in yesterday's post that there were 12 of us, so let's just say the cabin was really warm.
Never did church camp as a kid, but I've gone twice as a counselor. The first time was rough--who knew counselors were expected to drink lousy coffee on miniscule amounts of sleep??? This time around, I came prepared with that knowledge ahead of time, so I actually enjoyed myself more.
Okay, here's what I learned this weekend about myself, the girls, and God:
--Anything less than five barf bags is not enough for the ride up a mountain.
--When the rules say No Ipods, they aren't talking about the counselors. I could've used one to block out the raucous merriment going on around me at 2 am.
--ALWAYS pack Pepto Bismol and kiddie Tylenol. Always.
--God is good.
--Camp worship leaders pride themselves on coming up with goofiest hand motions to accompany their songs. (Okay, but yeah, I've been humming and waving my arms all day...)
--4th & 5th grade girls know more about mannies/peddies than I did at 21.
--KP is FUN (Elementary Girl would be rolling her eyes about now.)
--God is good.
--Do NOT give a Reeses milk shake to a child who is lactose intolerant. Enough said.
--Playing football in the snow is, apparently, quite fun (just ask the boys).
--Even quiet girls can let loose when they're praising God. (Can I get an "Amen?!")
--God is SO good :)