I remember being a camper. Whenever we sleep with the air conditioning turned off and the window by our bed open, I'm taken back to sleeping in a camp cabin. I remember the feeling of laying in my bunk, surrounded by unfamiliar girls who will soon be my friends, wondering what they'll serve for breakfast, exhausted from a day of playing hard in the sun, and so thankful for any whisper of a cool wind from the open windows. I remember what it felt like to wake up in the chilly morning air of the quiet cabin.. I would try to move soundlessly in my sleeping bag and get ready to bolt to the bathroom when the morning bell rang. Totally camp. I hope you guys have campy memories too.

For a more in-depth camp flashback, you can read this one. It's one of my favorite chapters of my own history. And for those who will ask: Yes! I am eventually, someday, definitely going to finish writing our love story! I promise!

This will be my 7th and Grant's 26th summer at Camp Shetek, but it's still just as exciting as the first! Hey, remember last summer when we moved out to camp after I had just had a baby 9 days ago? Wowwwww. That one was crazy! (Note: newborn babies and camp schedules are basically like oil and water.) Someday I will tell Hadley how she was a camper from the very, very beginning! And if you're wondering what camp will look like for us this year, here's the story: