STINK

Camp Rocked.
Simply Put.
I just got released from a 5 year stint as a leader/advisor for the Young Women's organization of my church. I don't know if I "graduated" or got "demoted," but either way I'll be moving into the Relief Society Presidency. Yikes. That's all I can say... Double Yikes.

 I will miss "my girls." I've watched them grow up from Valiant 11-12's to Mia Maids and hopefully soon they'll be joining me in the R.S room. Don't worry girls... I'll do my best to make enrichment night as crazy fun as camp was.
I feel guilty for my murmuring while planning camp.... but it was worth the long hours of meetings and planning it took to pull it together.
And besides.... SOMEBODY had to rock the water ski... and afterward, squeezing in an open water 1 mile swim for training.

But now I stink... like campfires, lake water, endless layers of sunblock caked with dust, bug spray, mac and cheese with hotdogs, more campfire, and more dirt. Kday requested I shower. ASAP.
Whatever.
He smells like - boy - and that doesn't wash off. :)