The camp is in the mountains about an hour north of us. We have made some traditions over the years. The camp is outside of a little tourist town. We always stop at the Miner's Diner for chocolate malts before we head to the camp.
And most summers the chocolate malt is a welcome cooler!
And then we go the The Candy Mine. The Children LOVE The Candy Mine!
They do have some not so good candy there. At least I assume it isn't good. It may actually be the best thing on the planet, but I will never know. I can't get past the scorpion encased in the candy.
And then? On to camp! The Girl was extremely anxious to get to camp this year. Extremely anxious. To see some old camp friends.
Hmm. Old camp friends.
Wondering if I should think something is up...
Meeting "old camp friend's" parents.
"Old camp friend" went to senior high camp last week and is here to drop off his brother for junior high camp. That's The Girl's camp.
Which is probably good. The Girl is 12. I'm not sure she is ready for an "old camp friend" in senior high.
I'm quite sure we aren't.
Fortunately for us (but probably not for her) "old camp friend" left with his parents, and The Girl got to her cabin to find some other old friends.
She'll enjoy her week in the mountains.
I wonder if she'll meet any "new camp friends".... Heaven help us.
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