Welp. I spent the week at girls camp. Holy drama fest... in a good way. I'm not sure whats in the water in Harrisville, but all our girls get along. Always have. Camp is a much anticipated event that all girls look forward too--even non members. Here's what went down:Monday night: Girl falls from top bunk onto cement floor in the middle of the night and royally freaks out, different girl is barfing her brains out. Super. Also, met Sister Dalton the Young Women general president.
Tuesday night: Girl is still barfing her brains out and leaves at 4am with dad. Girl who fell jacked her elbow and is homesick. Her and sister set to go home in the morning.
Wednesday night: Execute spiritual activity I have spent 4 months planning. Cue nerves. I spent the whole day worrying and analyzing everything possible that could go wrong. Activity was a complete success. Awesome.
Thursday night: Fireside with a member of the Young Women's general board and the Stake President (aka my dad) and had testimony meeting. After the serious stuff the party started. Kicked all the girls in one cabin and leaders took another. Both groups partied hard.
That last picture is what I found Friday morning when I went to wake the girls up to pack up. What a wild, exhausting week.
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