I Swear If I Run Into A Tree...

This past week was my first time going to girls camp as a leader. Or craft lady. Or stand-in YCL. Or ..... I don't know. But I went and it was great. I set out on this adventure with Mom and Bergen. The adventure of CRAFT LADIES! The three of us had a blast. And it was a true joy to have Kinsey there stopping by the craft cabin from time to time.

We arrived on Monday and within 30 minutes I was soaked through to the skin. Mom and Bergen were of course fine.

Generally the week is a haze of shrinky-dinks, beads, and yarn. Oh! And ducks.

I'll just put some of the most memorable moments up:

Monday:

(Mom and Dad arguing about Dad taking mom the the craft cabin in a wagon so she won't have to walk)

Dad: We can argue for a long time or you can just get in.

Thursday night:

(In the craft cabin with Mom and Bergen while they paint ducks)

Greta: I'm afraid I've been thinking. A dangerous pass time. I know. It's more than I can bear! More beer? What for? Nothing helps.

Mom: I think she's skipping things.

Greta: We named the dog Indiana. You were named after the dog? I had a lot of good times with that dog.

Bergen: Greta, you're off!

(Bergen and Greta walking from the Craft cabin in Camp C to the Infirmary in a camp so far away that it didn't get a letter late late at night)

Bergen: Do you have a flashlight?

Greta: Nope. Do you?

Bergen: Nope.

Greta: Lets do this.

(We're walking we're walking. Pitch Black)

Greta: Good thing I've got this camp memorized.

Bergen: I swear if I run into a tree *Wham!*

Greta: Sorry.

Friday:

(Greta in a LR 1 Cabin with Sister Gray)

Sis: What's your shirt say? Glood ding?

Greta: Blood Donor?

Sis: That does not look like blood donor.

Greta: GLOOD DING! It's my newest thing!

Sis: GLOOD DING!

(Late at night trying to pick up crafts)

Greta: Some kid painted a whole plate blue! Really!? Whose that bored!?

Bergen: These kids are so stupid! Ugh!.....Oh shoot. They're right outside.

Saturday Morning:

Greta: You know when you have a song stuck in your head, but you can't remember the words so you start adding your own? Well I have the "Tally me Bananas" song in my head.

(Singing) ~A nice bikini and a french banana!~

Bergen: How do you have all these random songs stuck in your head?

Greta: How do you not?

Bergen: Greta, you're off!

Greta: What is with my sisters telling me that I'm "off"? What are they on that I'm not!?

Camp was a great way to get my summer started and I cannot wait for the rest of summer!