Some of my very best memories of growing up were my yearly trips to Quaker Meadow. I would look forward to that week every year. The night before I couldn't sleep. I was so excited.
Today, we sent Megan off to her first camp experience. She was excited about the fun she knew she would have, but nervous because she didn't know anyone. She told me she would journal about each day so she could tell me all about it. I can't believe she is at camp...I want to go...
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You always just wanted to go because of the BOYS!
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