Well, Girls Camp was just the beginning of this crazy week. I drove up a car load of girls at 6 o’clock in the morning… so fun! We set up tents, and prepared for the day. It was so much fun. By noon, all the girls had all arrived, and there was a quick rehearsal for the group’s song. How fun it was to hear them sing the song! Nothing compared though to when they actually performed it, tons of energy and smiles. It was a blast. I was totally embarrassed when they asked me to come up and thanked ME for the song. It needed to be ME thanking THEM. It was so fun to see.
I more than survived the “initiation”. I LOVED it! It was so fun. Unfortunately I can’t tell anyone about it, because the Ooga Booga Queen told me I was sworn to secrecy. But atleast I’m a member. So cool! =)
The next day we got up early so we could all go on a hike. A gorgeous nature hike up to the very top of the mountain. The view was spectacular! My daughter was with the group, and half way through I caught up with her, only to discover she was having a difficult time with the climb. I wanted to go the rest of the way with her, but I lost her in the group, and had to go the rest of the way without her. On the way, one of the girls from our group fainted and had to be carried back down. I worried about my daughter all the way to the top.
The last little stretch up the mountain was difficult, pretty steep and very rocky. About half way up, I could hear singing coming from the top. Three or four of the girls from our group were up there encouraging the others with song. It helped me make it all the way up. I gave them such a big heartfelt hug of thanks. Not a second later as I was going to meet the rest of the group, I could hear them begin singing again, my song, “One Virtue at a Time”. I bawled. What an awesome experience.
I found my daughter, who had made it just fine to the top of the mountain. I made sure she was with me on the way down, but we went a different way, and I almost didn’t make it. My quick trip up, and not enough water wasn’t a good combination. Here I was trying to get up the mountain to help my daughter, and she was definitely the one who was there helping me on the way back down. How grateful I was for her.
I had to leave shortly after the hike. My next two days I prepared for and took my family camping for a family reunion not too far from where the camp was. The reunion was fun. The highlight for me was a family “talent show”. One of my sons had performed a song at the school talent show, and was prepared to sing. He did a great job. Afterwards, My oldest, back from camp, sang with me my duet, “I’ll Stay With You”. It was spontaneous and not well prepared, but we pulled it off. She has a great voice. What happened next was pure entertainment. ALL of my children one by one wanted to be a part of the show, and each did something- a dance with made up lyrics, a cartwheel, an accapella song “I Love to see the Temple” was sung by two of my children… The only child who didn’t perform was my 3 year old, who I’m surprised didn’t, except that he was on my lap telling me how hungry he was, so I think he didn’t really know what was going on!!! It was so funny. Someone next to me
made the comment, “I guess we know where they all get this from….” Ha. I have no idea!
The final day of the week, one of my little sisters got married in the Mount Timpanogas Temple. What an amazing experience. She met this guy less than a month ago. He’s in the armed forces, and will be leaving for Afghanistan next May. They both have prayed about the decision and both felt a strong witness that they were supposed to get married. As worried as I might have been for them, that comforting witness means so much! My sister is incredibly strong in the gospel. I trust her feelings, and wish them the best.
What a week! I get two more weeks of summer vacation before the kids are back in school. I am feeling great, and look forward to my first doctors appointment in another week or so. Then I might have a due date (it will be sometime in February…)My kids are excited about the new baby and talk about it all the time. As long as I am not feeling sick or tired, I’m happy to let it take it’s own sweet time. With all the good food that I ate this week, I “pooched” out. I am now officially “showing”. (sigh)
Looking forward to a little less busy week this next week….