The third night of our camp is dance party. There is always something magical about watching these kids let loose and boogie. Dancing isn’t always the most natural thing for young kids over here, so watching them be free is just another way of showing that we are reaching these kids.
That is all for today. I still need to shower and pack for heading home tomorrow. And once I get home I get to squeeze my wife and child.
Deadly Troubadour 