We are leaving tomorrow for a few days at camp. I LOVE camp. Here in the Rocky Mountains, the YMCA has two huge camps that families can go to. We're staying for 3 nights and have access to the pool, mini golf, horseback riding, zip line, craft shack (my fave!), cafeteria if I don't feel like cooking, hay rides, archery, climbing wall, and all other campy things ad nauseam. Maybe when my kids are 100 I'll let them go away to camp for a week on their own, but until then, we'll go together. We did this last year for the 4th of July, and I suspect it will become a family tradition. We'll watch the fireworks in Winter Park and just enjoy being together. I'll let you know what Zinabu thinks of fireworks. I'm predicting he'll love them. He's getting better around dogs, strangers, car washes, and other frightening things. How bad could fireworks be?
So today we're packing. We just got back from the library. I scored Anna Quindlen's recent book and Not Buying It: My Year Without Shopping. I'd read an article about the author, Judith Levine, who went a whole year without buying ANYTHING but necessities. Think groceries and prescription medicine. Everything else--nada! I'm looking forward to reading about how it went.
When we get back, I am beyond excited to start getting into my art again. Art, creating, and time to myself in general. People are always surprised to find out I was an art major in college. It just shows that having 3 kids takes time, and no time leftover for me. Well, that's about to change. I'll keep you posted. Have a great 4th!