Spencers first Boyscout camp now that he is 12yrs old. He was soooo nervous about EVERYTHING! Taking showers, the other boys, sleeping on a cot. Not doing well in his classes. And most importantly the food. Anyone who knows Spencer knows how picky he is. So he took lots of powerbars, granola bars, juice boxes, bread and peanut butter with him. He called once the second day he was there. His leaders said that would be the only time he would be allowed to call home. He said he was very bored. Didn't sleep very well on the cot. The boys were doing their own things. The food stunk. And his fishing pole broke. His classes would be starting the next day so he hoped things would get better. Everyday his classes were fishing-archery-camping- and then rifle. If that does'nt sound like major boy fun.
Wed. night was famly night. So because we love our son sooooo much we drove 3hrs to go see him. Besides Mike was taking the place of one of the leaders for the rest of the week. I think Mike was more excited about going to camp. Spencer was very relieved that dad was going to be staying with him. It will be great father son bonding time. We got to see his camp and watched skits that the different boyscout troops made up. Asher, Reagan, and I drove back to Asheville to stay in a hotel there and then spent the day with our wonderful friends Marie and her kids. Then another relaxing 2hr drive back home listening to Asher and Reagan fight the whole way.
The arena where the performances took place.
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