Camp is almost over. As a ski camp, that means the kids have adjusted enough so that they are mostly off with their ski leaders on the hills. That also means that I have a bit more time to play.
Today’s bit of play meant going down the skil hill on a plastic sled. Which, even while terrifying, was incredibly fun.
Plus, there are a handful of kids who have kind of bonded with me. My posistion at camp can sometimes result in a bit of distance, so it is always nice when some of the go out of their way to include me in play.
Still, as fun as camp is, I’m feeling ready to get home and give me special two a hug.
Deadly Troubadour 