Though we had a fun week, I so missed my camp girls. No letters from them. NONE! Finally, it was Sunday morning and time to pick them up.
My sweet little girl came running up...
...with a tiny frog in her hand. I think she had a good week.
And my precious girl found a new friend she adores. They worked together all week and bonded in a special way. I love this picture for so many reasons. She introduced me to this sweet gal and explained that her parents immigrated from Nigeria. Just like Firstborn to dig a little deeper and want to know this about her. She goes to school with kids from 52 nations, it's to be expected.
The girls had a super week!
The only unwelcome campers, I heard, were the millipedes. Firstborn's constant job was to get them out of the bathrooms. I am quite happy to know she could handle this. I will hold her to a much higher standard of non-overreactions to bugs in our home.
We drove on to Memphis and reunited with the Campbell grands.
This picture is the best. My mother-in-law commented that I wasn't in the other picture, so I attempted a selfie with her. But I got oh, so much more. Look at Grandad! Look at Middler's thumbs-down! ha ha.
We started a glorious week of Memphis cousin hang out and swim time!