Last week was Camp Week. Fun times here at Camp Miller!
We set the mood with these lanterns,
Decorating with signs and a table "campfire,"
Singing along to these tunes (T has been listening to these in his room on repeat all night long for the past week--seriously.)
And making Camp flags.
We used iron-on transfers for white T-shirts and one of J's old work shirts.
Oh, yeah, and I think that it would be good to point out that my own personal camp experience is limited. Once a year my three younger sisters and I "camped" outside in our backyard with my Dad--those are sweet memories. And I did work at a residential camp for children with physical disabilities one summer during college (awesome experience)--but I would never call myself a camp expert. :)
Woah--this one is from the archives. Yeah, that's me there in the lovely coral shirt. Simply fetching. :) Too bad the dark of night is hiding my most lovely poodle-permed coif.
With my lack of major camp experiences, we kind-of just made up our own version of camp. We actually started a few mornings by waking up to "Colors" and saying the Pledge of Allegiance, a family prayer for a good day, and team cheer ("Go Team Miller!"). ;) (Oh, man. Can you picture it? Pretty funny.)
The week culminated in a Friday camp-out on the deck.
There were deconstructed s'mores,
A movie on the "big screen,"
Veggies Tales: The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything
And some sleeping on the soft, cozy deck.
J went in after a short while to keep an eye on Beza--the rest of us slept under the bat-filled, bug-infested, slight drizzle off-and-on sky. :) M and T were sleeping champs--a slightly heavier drizzle woke them up at 7:00a--not too bad! I should say that we covered ourselves with bugspray. I even wore a well-sprayed hat. We also set up a fan--somewhere I read that bugs don't like the wind or something like that. :) (Doesn't a fan sound so outdoorsy?;)
And they can't wait to do it again! :)