silence, mis amigos.

Let me start with Monday. We went camping. Clearly, camping in the woods with 30 children is not heaven for me, but we did it. We went down to Joshua's Hollow, which is a relatively short hike from camp. My kids completed the hike really quickly and without much complaining, which was incredibly surprising. Usually, they are not exactly happy and free from complaint, so it was a nice break from real life. The campout was relatively uneventful. The kids (for the most part) paid attention and didn't do anything too bad. We cooked hot dogs, and a very limited number of children dropped theirs in the fire. It was great. The only problem arose when, at about 8 PM, I look back on the trail about 20 yards from the campsite and see a child standing there completely naked, holding his clothes in his hand. I go get his counselor and send him to talk to the child. Apparently, he crapped himself because he didn't want to use the woods. Now, call me crazy, but I would MUCH RATHER hold on to a tree and poop than do it in my pants and be covered by it. But, maybe that's just me. It was funny (in a sad way) because another counselor went up to him first and asked him what happened, and the kid was like, "Well... I... umm... well... Didn't you do it when you were little?" Oh... children. We put the kids to bed at like 9:30. We planned on waking up at 7:45, but at 7, I hear a child in his sleeping bag talking. However, unlike the 10 other children talking, he wasn't talking to anyone in particular or even speaking in his normal voice. Oh no. He was saying the word "Pikachu" over and over in an incredibly annoying high-pitched voice. I told him to stop twice, but he kept doing it. So, I sat straight up and said, "Tommy, if you have the slightest idea what is good for you, you will stop sayin that. It is too early for that." Apparently, he had the slightest idea, cause he stopped that mess immediately. We packed up and headed back to camp. I spent most of the day preparing for our afternoon OA, which was Chinese Expedition again. I went to Eckerd and Ingles to purchase supplies. When I got back, there had been a fight between some of our kids so I had to call a mom and tell her that her son was going to be sent home if stabbed with a stick or bit a child one more time. It was awesome. The kids were lucky enough to get an almost two hour rest period. We got them out to the circle, took them to Canteen, and I got kidnapped. Everything went the same as last time, but I jumped in the water this time to hit them dead on with water balloons, as you can see above. The food was, as usual, miserable, so the staff ordered from a Chinese restaurant. It was great, although it reminded me so much of ordering from China One like every week in the 106. Sadness. Then, we played Sheep and Wolves, which is essentially Sharks and Minnows on land. I whisper in the children's ears which role they are. Unfortunately, they don't listen to me, so they were perpetually confused. I put them to bed around 8:45, which was amazing. I then went straight up to the Video Cage, where I hung out and laughed with Jared, Lauren, Tucker, and Karen until 12:15. Oh, camp. It was amaysing.