Summer Camp: Week Three

When I think about the fact that I get paid a whopping 59 cents an hour more than minimum wage, my thoughts are either:

"One kid has a head full of lice and another has whitey-tighties full of diarrhea. I do not get paid enough".

Or

"Well, I'm getting paid a whole $7.90 just to cruise down I-95 in a school bus full of napping children for the next hour...Sweet."

But either way, I'm super duper thankful to have a steady, consistent, 40 hour a week summer job. Thursday was pay-day and my checking account has more than $3 in it for the first time since April. Praise the Lord!

My co-workers embracing the "Superhero Summer" camp theme.  

And now, for a segment of "Kids Say the Darndest Things"...

It is a normal morning at camp and I am walking around the playground, making sure the kids aren't throwing pine cones at each other or kissing behind the trees. A little girl, who is proving herself to be the strangest child I have ever met, strikes up a conversation with me. 

Her: Hey Miss Amanda! Do you know that church in Port St. Lucie?

Me: Which one? There's a lot.

Her: That one by the road.

Me: Um, ok. Sure, what about it?

Her: Me and my mom and drove by it and I asked her if we could go to church every Sunday. I love God. 

Me: That's great! I do too. 

Her: Yeah. I gotta go now. The werewolves look like they are waking up and they can't leave the cave.

...Right.

Fast forward a few hours and we are at arts and crafts time. The kids are making spiders out of Oreo's and yarn. Although I was pretty busy stuffing my face with America's Favorite Cookie, I was still able to eavesdrop on this gem of a conversation. 

Child 1: No way! You can't talk to God. That's dumb.

Child 2: Yeah you can its called praying, duh! You close your eyes, hold your hands like this, and just talk to him. 

Child 3: Yeah he lives in Heaven. I think you have to climb a stairway to get there.

Absolutely precious. 

And I know you are all probably waiting with bated breath to see pictures from this week's field trip, which was to the South Florida Science Museum. It is child focused, hands-on, and indoors, so no complaints on my part. I even set a new personal record, by accurately head counting all 48 of our kids in ten seconds flat. I give you permission to be thoroughly impressed. 

Gettin' their ancient Egypt hieroglyphic groove on.
(PS. I spelled "hieroglyphic" right on the first try...you can be impressed by that too.)

Cute girls working on a Brain Teaser.  I'm pretty terrible at those types of puzzles, but children think that since I have some kind of authority, I automatically know the answer to everything.
Sorry kiddos, I got nothin'.

Being silly in the "Frozen Shadows" room. (Its dark, a bright light comes on for a few seconds, it gets dark again, and your shadow is vivid on the walls. Could keep them entertained for at least three hours.)

Double chins means I'm having a blast.

I genuinely love these kids, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to a three day weekend free from fictional boo-boo's and the desire to bathe myself in hand sanitzer.

Happy Fourth Y'all!