Summer Camp: Week Two

Welp, it's only the second week on the job and I'm 
already taking vacations. 

I spent the first half of the week with Mom and JB on a quick trip to Tallahassee for JB's orientation. I had been looking forward to the trip for a long time and it was SO nice to be at my second home, even though it was just for a few days. It seems like the Florida State preview reassured JB that he has made a great decision in choosing the Seminoles over the Gators. 

JB is really fun to road trip with...NOT. Its cool though, Mom and I still jammed out, drank Diet Coke,
and talked about life.

Embarrassing JB: part 1

Embarrassing JB: part 2

The Chick-fil-a cow! 
(And a brother that is clearly annoyed by how obnoxious Mom and I are with the camera.)

Sadly, the get-away was short-lived and I was back to camp by Thursday. To be honest, the kids were pretty awful this week. Rowdy, whiny, rude, etc.  Not an hour went by that one of them didn't cry over something silly. It all kind of seems silly to me though. I guess I have to remember that when you are eight years old, and your BFF tells you that they don't want to be your friend anymore because their team lost to yours in the kickball game, it is pretty much the end of the world as you know it. 

Oh, to be a third grader. 

Thursday is field trip day, and this week we went to the Florida Oceanographic Society. I was pleasantly surprised by how much fun the kids (and I) had, despite the heat index of 105 degrees. The best part of the day: watching the kids pet and feed the sting rays. Yes, stinger-less sting rays. They could've stayed at that exhibit all day if we would've let them! 

A man-made salt water pond stocked with loggerhead turtles, nurse sharks, and a variety of fish. Pretty darn cool. 

(PS. Notice how their shirts say "unlimited potential"? I love that.)

I think I said "Use your gentle hands!" about a hundred times. 

All the chitlins gathered around the sting ray tank

The brave little men of Red Group. 

I am happy to report that I am now Facebook friends with 11 out of 12 of my co-working Camp Counselors. Only four of us are returners from last year, and I didn't know any of the others prior to training. Hooray for new friends! One of my favorite things about camp is getting to spend 35+ hours a week laughing, complaining, and comparing ridiculous stories with my co-workers. I make close to minimum wage, but I gain so much more than just a paycheck. I know, I know. I'm super cheesy. But seriously, I can't get over how much I love this job...smelly, germ infested, dandruffy children and all.