Sent: Wednesday, 6/6/2012 9:28 PM
It’s Day 3 at Day Camp! The boys all lined up to get retaped as we headed to the bus. Unfortunately during the taping process the scissors got caught in the duct tape, one thing led to another and I almost sliced off the top of my left pointer finger. Luckily, they held the bus until I was able to stop the gushing, and I’m sure that our Dukes of Hazard bus driver made up for any lost time.
As soon as we got off the bus the boys spotted a lost baby mole and were instantly concerned that it might need to be misted. It was a difficult job getting them to disperse, with all the excitement of their 1st wild animal sighting.
We did need to get going though, because we had an important responsibility, doing the flag ceremony! Oh yeah, Kansas flag you are going down, I was all ready to shove it up my shirt and start the pledge, but they, the important people… two women with cowboy hats and bullhorns told us that it was actually flag day (check your calendars people, it is so not flag day).
Nevertheless, it was apparently time for “Camp Flag Day” which includes an absolutely flagarific bonanza of patriotism. Another pack did the American flag, we got assigned …the Kansas flag and there were other flags all over the place.
After that we were more than ready to head to our first activity, non-mechanical bull.
I ended up carrying a wiped out tiger cub to the next one, which was tennis ball catapulting.
A little after lunch a fire truck showed up.
It was easy to find our next activity because of all the taxidermy.
Sort of like this, but, in a trailer, the walls of which were covered with animal heads, yowza.
We finished off the day with a hike and then an eventful bus ride back to civilization. The leader from our bus buddy/neighbor school, hollered for me to pass some first aid supplies back. Apparently there was a nose bleed back there, so he was doing a little triage while the bus weaved, and was taking some heavy illegal squirt gun fire.
I just let him keep that bandanna.