Camp Gramp – 364 days to go!

Guest post by my mommy!

I know, I didn’t post the end of Camp Gramp. It is like a roller coaster — things get to happening so fast! We did have a good end to Camp Gramp. Our last activity was Smallwood Park in Eatonville followed by ice cream cones. The kids now think I know everyone in Eatonville since I met 5 former students, and one from next year.

So many wonderful things happened. I can’t thank my children enough for sharing.

Jello — none of the kids had ever had Jello. They think it is wonderful! (They also like Kraft Mac and Cheese and S’mores — so what can I say?) How can you understand Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs if you haven’t eaten Jello. I am only sorry I didn’t have the time to do a proper Jello mold. I am not even sure I still have one.

Merry Go Round — Almost everyone has taken those out of their parks, but there was one in Seattle. There is so much to learn about physics from a Merry Go Round. The kids really enjoyed this. Baz and Grey also celebrated tree climbing at our picnic!

Dreams and nightmares were a topic of discussion. We all have them. Why? We talked about our brain doing housekeeping! Inquiring minds want to know!

Conversations with Baz about destiny and leprosy only vaguely related. He really listened to Sunday’s sermon. He even told his mother the opening joke, and told it well. He is growing to be quite a gentleman. I appreciated his leadership and tolerance with being oldest — therefore asked to participate in activities beneath his dignity! He was a big help!

Kay’s imaginative play and care of Thane was awesome. She always had an eye on him, making sure he was safe. Poor Kay, the only girl, but not intimidated by the rough and tumble boys. She adds to the ideas about what to play. I love her stuffy stories. She is developing quite a fashion sense!

It is such fun to watch Grey enjoying the land of the literate. He likes his books! (Although I don’t know about books called “Stinky” — this is literature?) Grey is a real competitor, and wants to do everything Baz does. How frustrating to be younger, therefore smaller. He practiced after the Olympic Games and got really good at jumping out of the swings.

Thane is at such a cute age. He has sooooo much to tell you. “You know what Gramama….” I can’t imagine, Thane! Tell me. He is passionate about Lego men — and don’t try to foist off on him the big legos because they are insulting to his ability! I mean really, they are.

They are grandchildren to be proud of, and I am proud of them, and of the children who are raising them. Good luck kids. Dad and I are dead after just a week. May the force be with you!