This week, something happened that has never happened before. Oliver went to camp and spent 2 consecutive nights away from home (meaning 2 nights away from me.) That is the longest we have ever been away from each other in his 8 1/2 years. I think we were both a little anxious about him going, (probably me more than him.) We dropped him off on Thursday at Camp Mennoscah, a camp affiliated with our church, and picked him up this morning, with no communication in between.
So, did Oliver enjoy himself, you ask? Let's just say, he had an AMAZING time! In fact, when we picked him up, he gave me a hug and his first words were, "Can I come back here next year??" Really, all the things he did at camp were things that he loves...spending all day outside, swimming, playing in the river, singing, crafts, being around his friends, etc. I am so thankful that he had such a wonderful time!
So, did Oliver enjoy himself, you ask? Let's just say, he had an AMAZING time! In fact, when we picked him up, he gave me a hug and his first words were, "Can I come back here next year??" Really, all the things he did at camp were things that he loves...spending all day outside, swimming, playing in the river, singing, crafts, being around his friends, etc. I am so thankful that he had such a wonderful time!
Oliver and his good friend, Chase. The boys go to church and school together, and were also cabin mates.
Oliver walking to his cabin with Pat and one of his counselors.
Oliver in front of his cabin
Oliver and his counselors
Eli running to Oliver when we picked him up this morning
Oliver playing one last game of carpet pool
Eli trying out the swings
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