it's the freakin weekend

So, Friday was relatively uneventful, as many days have been. We played "Chair Games" in the gym and then had a scavenger hunt for the evening. We found out that one of our children is a gymnast and can do back handsprings and stuff, but, let's be honest, he's no Sweet Drew. That night, Brandon Fields and the Shelburnes all got in town, which was freakin awesome. I had Scavenger Hunt, and the cabins went and found things. Such is the nature of a scavenger hunt. That night, we hung out around camp. We had to be up early on Saturday, so we went to sleep early. I woke up at 4:45 AM on Saturday morning for Central Staff Breakfast. I was worried that I would be absolutely exhausted, but it ended up being fine. We were all really excited to be there and it was a blast. My job was making pancake mix, which I would say I did very well. They were cinnamon sugar pancakes, and they were real good. During the breakfast, we do a bunch of crazy stuff. We start by going into cabins at like 6:45 and turning on the lights in the cabin, screaming "WACKY ZANY" and shooting the kids and the counselors with water guns. The looks on their faces are priceless. Then, during the meal, we use water balloon launchers to shoot cartons of milk over the kids' heads. The cartons always hit the rafters and explode, pouring milk on the tables below. It's hilarious. One of my counselors wore a rain jacket to keep himself from getting doused in milk. Then, we bring out the Grit Train, which is a cart we push around the dining hall, feeding the children cheese grits. Then, each tribe volunteers one kid who takes part in the Grit Challenge, where they are given a bowl of grits and whoever eats it first wins. Unfortunately, my child decided to vomit in his bowl, not tell anyone, and keep eating. I know. It grossed me out too. But give it a few days, then it will be really funny. I promise. After breakfast, we had Superman Sock War, which was funny because Jason Browning wore a pair of red underwear with a "sculpted pouch" which elicited a number of unabashed stares from other people. Awkward. The rest of Saturday was pretty uneventful. We had skills in the afternoon and Diamond Smuggling at night. Saturday night was Midnight Skating, which was amazing. My brother wore a pair of bright green overalls and nothing else. My sister wore a shirt that helped spell "Go Drama Club." Because they are ridiculously awesome. The night was fun, except some rookie and stupid girls camp staffers told the skating rink to play only 80's music. My sister and I helped change that. Sunday... worship, Nibble Nook, Council Ring. Nothing huge there. Sunday night was Tapouts at girls camp. My sister got tapped out for Belle. Chace and I went to watch. Caitlen was so happy for us to be there. We said a few words to the group as a whole, then sat with Caitlen and prayed over her. It was so awesome. And then, as we were leaving, Chace gave her his Little Chief feather and hugged her. It was so cool to watch. I went back to watch Caitlen start her fire. I was floored because they tell the girls to pray over every piece of wood, and Caitlen literally lifted every piece of wood, big or small, up over her head and prayed over it. As her fire lit, she fell back and prayed. It was so amazing watching her. The next day, Chace and I went over to girls camp for the lifting of the Silence Ban. My sister made it! It was so freakin awesome! She was so happy, and I have to admit that it made me so proud. The rest of the day went pretty quickly. My kids went on a campout, and Bobby and I jogged halfway to the campsite to visit them. Clearly, we walked the other half of the way. We brought them marshmallows and then came back to camp. I hadn't eaten all day, so I asked Lauren Hogan to take me to get food. Oh, and I needed her to buy me said food because I left my wallet in Erika's car which, by that point, was in Virginia. Awesome. The jury is still out on when that will get to me. So, we asked Karen Neal to go with us, but she had other, less important obligations, so we made fun of her. But then we ran from her and left her, which resulted in a number of very angry voicemails and Lauren and I watching our back because we feared her stabbing us. No joke. But, we made up and went to Canteen after I got back with my Subway meal. Umm, that is all. Sorry it's so long and took so long to post. But really, deal with it.