For the past five summers I have gone to RFKC.  In some ways it is the reason I am the mama to Middle Boy and Younger Boy.

This summer due to all of the "excitement" at home I am not able to go.  It makes me sad.  I know in my head that I need to stay home, but my heart is pretty far from being on board with it.

I have been in charge of camper registration all spring so this morning I am helping check in all of those kiddos.

In some ways it will be nice to see all of these people I have been chatting with on the phone for years now, but have never actually met in person.  It will also give me a chance to see all of the kiddos and say hello.

The first two there were twins, A and G.  I have been talking to their grandma regularly and she has been on my heart.  It was so good to get to chat with her and see the girls.

There are some kiddos who I love dearly.  D, who is now in a forever home.  He has changed dramatically over the last year.  Still adorable and charming....and angry.

The little girls...so cute.

A, the new boy who reminded me of a  used car salesman.  Smooth talking all of the adults.

The boys who were back were so excited they could hardly stand it.  Their check-in room was CHAOS.  The girls check-in room was filled with girls coloring and stringing beads and playing card games.  It was not apparent if there was an organized or unorganized activity going on in the boy's room.

How I wish I was going to camp.

I will be praying for you all as you ride to camp...each one by name.