A rather dramatic and intense reading choice, don't you think? Especially for a girl who is SO excited to be away from home. Hmn. But one who also loves a bit of theatrics and really digs a good true story so yes, perhaps this IS a good summer camp reading choice. (We LOVE the Dear America series!)
And this is what is packed up and ready for tomorrow's mail, to my girl. I hope I'm making friends (and not making myself a hassle) with the counselors by sending all these temporary tattoos (Tattly is just too fun). Also, having so much fun with my Taproot Crafty Pack! It'll be coming in hand for the coming weeks of camp letters and packages I"ll be putting together.
We are here! All the days on the calendars have been crossed off (big kids) and the paper chains are complete (little kids). Real Summer! Last week we took a trip to the ER for stitches (Harper, poor buddy, but just a few and he's being a very good sport about it all), which certainly marked the beginning of summer season for the Soules (and apparently lots of others - the ER was full of broken bones and stitches! Oh, summer adventures!). But this week, everyone is scattered about in a million different directions (okay, four), to camps - overnights and day camp and all the way in between. I have some seriously, um, happy campers who have been waiting for this week for a very long while now. Or since February. Which seems like a whole other world ago.
I've done some stitching, in between my moments of time spent labeling five bottles of sunscreen and bug spray, and sorting out the most efficient way to pack as many lunches as I need to in the mornings (not something we're very used to, this homeschooling crowd. Nor the early mornings. Yawn!). At the last minute before Adelaide left town for a bit, she got a quick and easy skirt to wear - it's the Gathered Skirt for All Ages in Heather Ross' Mendocino mermaid fabric with some of Anna Maria Horner's feather fabric for the pockets. (Annabel and Harper got some new duds too, but they move too quickly for me to capture them. Or I move too slowly early in the day to catch them.) When I got Adelaide settled into her chosen bunk, we both looked down and saw her brother's name signed from a few years back. (Just like last year, though in another cabin and with her other brother's name.) It made me smile though, and I have to believe there's some good sibling energy there, kind of looking out for each other in an energetic way that I talk about (and they laugh about). It's all good. And so are summer adventures!!