I promise I won't keep posting about camp since you're probably bored out of your mind but since camp apparently hasn't ended over here at the Hill house, I don't have much else to talk about.
We all did the zip line several times while at Pine Cove and I'm not ashamed to say I almost cried. I am petrified of heights and standing on that platform about did me in. All my kids were with me so I had to put on a brave face but I swear I was trembling out of control. The cute counselors just kept saying, "Just look at me. You're going to be fine. You can do it." What I heard was "Blah, Blah, Blah. You're about to jump to your death." I'm not kidding, even writing about makes my stomach hurt a little.
That being said, it was awesome and with great compassion, I gave the counselors permission to push both my girls off. Shhhh. Don't tell. They loved it like I knew they would so it's all good.
Graham, Tee and Darius went about 6 times each proving something, I'm just not sure exactly what.
Last night, the kids were all playing in the front yard and came running in to show us the zip-line they'd made.
I'm pretty sure American Girl Doll Samantha and her servant girl Nellie weren't doing some extreme sports back in the day.
I'm also pretty sure my neighbors think we're crazy.
And, is it me or does Graham look like he works out? He's six. It's so not fair.