We are recovering this week from our fifth year at family camp. As I said last year, there are plenty of reasons why we make the long drive to northeast Iowa for a week of camp. One of them is the great summer staff. This year our family was matched with Kayla, a full-time summer staffer, and Ryan, a "jumper." Village Creek Bible Camp does such an excellent job of training and discipling the young people that serve as counselors and helpers. I am always thrilled with the role model they provide to our children. It is amazing to see all the teens and college students that work at Village Creek cheerfully serving during family camp. They work hard but I never see them complain or argue or protest when they are asked to do something.
It is a testament to the work of God in my life that I keep on track with my morning devotions at camp. The first year or two we were there I took the week off, figuring with two chapels each day I was okay, but not anymore. We had some chilly weather in the mornings so I often had my coffee with the Lord inside, but on this morning Sydney came outside to find me here. She decided to take my picture. From my spot on the blanket I had a view of the playground and, across the creek, a misty field where deer are often wandering around.
Hope and Sydney enjoyed the craft room again this year. (I say craft room, but here you see them working outside.)
I know I told you about the men and boys breakfast last year, but it is such a fun thing for our boys, I have to mention it again. This was Toby's first year to go, although Mr. Edwards told me that his little legs lagged behind. Mr. Edwards and Toby didn't "charge the hill" as quickly as the crowd, but Lane kept up. For the men and boys breakfast, the guys meet at the camp's teepee (sorry, I don't have a picture of it for some reason) and have their faces painted before the run up the hill to eat breakfast in the woods. I didn't know, until he emerged from our room in the morning, that Lane had brought along his beloved army ammo-holder vest that he got from Uncle Jason.
Lane loved canoeing this year. In this picture you see him with his friend Markus and Mrs. L.
Toby climbed the tree net this year--or at least attempted to. The staff pulled him up a bit, but he did some of the climbing on his own. He asked to do it and they told us he was probably the littlest one to do it this summer. Toby is such a contrast to our other kids who never would have dared to do such a thing at three years old. The upside to being the youngest, I guess, is being bold to try new things sooner.