I'm grumpy tonight.


My girls have been gone at church camp since Sunday night.  I want them home.  Next year they are only going to one week of camp.  Period.  I'm missing them horribly.  


One summer I was a camp counselor at a very cool/expensive camp in way Upstate New York.  Camp Regis Applejack  was and still is a very nice camp.  But these parents send their children from June through August.  The entire summer!  I would go crazy.  Even then I felt bad for those kids and that was before I was a parent.  These kids come from very wealthy homes.  Some had even come straight from boarding school.  Not my girls but some of the teens.  My kids were 7-9 years old.  I was so not the momma they needed.  I had a whole cabin full and I was the only counselor in their cabin.  I was doing well to keep my head above water.  If I had it to do over, I would have hugged all over those girls.  Gone from their homes for 6 weeks!  What the heck?
I got to see my sweeties on my facebook page.  Bella and Emma did the crevice and Kristi took pictures of them.  They rappel down into a rocky hole.  I'm truly grateful that she did!