Monday, June 12, 2017

Girls Camp 2017

Last week I spent five beautiful days in the glorious mountains 
of Utah for girls camp.
I am a leader with the young girls in church which meant I was right there
with them sleeping in sleeping bags, eating the same food, using the same toilets,
singing songs, and playing games.
 Don't get me wrong, I had a good time, but I felt like I turned into the
 wicked witch on the last day.
It was a lot of work, I was tired, and I missed my family.
This year the other leaders and I dressed up in old 
cheerleader uniforms THE WHOLE WEEK. 
We wanted our girls to know that we were their cheerleaders.
Cheesy? Absolutely, but really sweet. And cheesy is what camp is famous for.
Between another high school cheerleader YW leader and myself,
 we had enough uniforms to pass around to all nine leaders.
I laughed really hard all week.
And of course the last day we busted a cheer out for the girls, and
we were OK with making HUGE epic fools out of ourselves because
we want these girls to know without a doubt, that we are there for them.
We support them, care for them, want to see them succeed and grow.
We want peace and confidence for them, and 
we want them to make good choices that will
allow them to develop and be happy. 
And most of all, we want them to come closer to the Savior 
who is our ultimate cheerleader.
So while the cheer uniforms were uncomfortable (especially on the 6 mile hike),
it was worth it.  A million times worth it.
Of course, being with my girls (Clane), made the whole experience
that much sweeter.  We had some good laughs.
We also felt sad when we got word that Lucy had had her baby.
We missed it!
We were dying to get home to mug on that beautiful baby girl!
From what I hear, everything went fine here at Fox Hill.
The pool is now open, floaties, goggles and wet towels were
spread around my whole house when I walked in the door.
Welcome home to me, and welcome Summer!
A huge thank you to Mr. Nielson.
who completely took over all responsibilities at home...he is the best. 
And coming home to him was better!