lots of water.

So... yesterday was my day off, so I didn't post. Lil Mer immed me last night kinda sad that I hadn't posted, so I apologize. Buuuuut... Wednesday was AWESOME! We had the girls over for Slip-N-Slide Kickball. Again... self-inflicted, gender-based segregation. I told the girls that they would be pairing up with the guys and there were looks of absolute terror and horror. I swear, it was like I had just told them that I was going to urinate on and then kill their pet puppy. But, I wasn't going to do that. I just wanted them to play together. Is that so bad? Well, they went and got in line, boy-girl-boy-girl, to bat, while the other half went to the field to play. It went relatively uneventfully. We allowed them to just slip and slide for like 10 minutes at the end of the game, which they loved. Then, we opened up the waterfront for them. That is the source of this amazing picture of Gage up here. Let me tell you about him. He is Bwant (now Brant)'s cousin. He is just as cute as Bwant. When I say that he is too cute for his own good, I mean he is too cute for my own good. I can't get mad at the kid. He smiles at me and one of his front teeth is missing, and the other one is half-grown in. It just gets me every time. I have to leave the yelling and discipline to his counselors. But, we swam for a little while, then went to go get ready for that night's activity. There is this game at Camp Ridgecrest called "Guerilla Warfare." It is essentially a MASSIVE water balloon fight. Over the past few days, we had filled up 20 20-gallon trash cans to the brim with water balloons. That is 400 gallons of water ballons. The mayhem is incredible. The activity is campwide, so everyone plays each other. Apparently the children misunderstood the name of the game, because one kid came up to our Assistant Director, who was there with his dog, points to the dog and says, "Is that the gorilla?" Silly child. Guerilla Warfare commenced, children cried, staffers got angry. Needless to say, it was incredible. One of the best moments of the night was seeing Bwant try to cross the field unnoticed by covering himself in a trash can and slowly moving forward. We laughed. A lot. That was about it for that night. Yesterday was a great day to relax. I went to eat at Taco Bell, Tupelo Honey, and Black Mountain Bistro. It got nicer as the day went on. I went to Mast General, where I bought bright green Crocs. Don't be jealous, please. I watched the World Cup. I hate the referees. I went to Campfire back at camp, where I saw a child stick his hand down his pants and scratch absolutely every inch of skin covered by his underwear. It was quite a disturbing distraction from the speaker. No really good stories to tell. If you have read to the bottom, I applaud you for dealing with the boring nature of this post and apologize for the lack of humor. God love you.