This may be the hardest week of the summer. Wesley and Malin have day camp from 9:00-3:00, then there’s Bible School every evening at 6:00. There are two different church groups here – one to lead the day camp, and one to lead the Bible school. I’m in the camp kitchen all day long feeding both of these groups plus the day camp campers, and Roger is busy in his own multitude of ways.
He drives the church van to pick up kids every morning for day camp, and keeps the VBS group busy with work projects until it’s time to run the route again to take kids back home. He barely gets time to eat supper before he’s back on the road picking up kids for Bible school. And… two hours later he’s taking them back home again.
I am not a Vacation Bible School advocate.
As I’m writing this, I’m starting to get a suspicion that maybe this is only Monday. It feels like we’ve been doing this for most of a week already.
Monday in the kitchen got off to a rough start. Both of the groups brought about 10 more people than the first estimate that we’d heard (and were counting on.) And it didn’t help that there was a miscommunication about the breakfast time. So one group showed up half an hour earlier than the other and got more food.
I really like the weeks where the kitchen runs like clockwork.
But the weather has been warm, dry and breezy. That’s amazing.
And the 4 little strangers whose clothes I wash seem to be happy and healthy – and looking forward to a beach trip after the madness of life inside a summer camp.