Some of them were kind of bratty, but the ones that were sweet were just tooo cuuuute. I just want to keep them.
In my cabin my campers (6th & 7th graders) were complaining about cleaning and my co-counselor said, “Learning to clean teaches you how to be a good wife!”
Oh, you know, it’s just going to be ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR DEGREES when I get to camp tomorrow.
Thanks, southwest Oklahoma.
It’s now my 4th year as a counselor. I’m usually with the 4th graders, who tend to be completely helpless and whiney:

But this year I’m with the 9th & 10th grade girls, and I’m a little worried it’s going to be full of:

And I’ll just be like:
