7: this is the number spiders I killed in my room upon arriving the first day.
3: the number of fierce thunderstorms with high winds and torrential downpours we had during the week.
5: the number of pounds I fear I've gained from eating camp food all week.
1: the number of excruciatingly painful blisters I got between my toes from wearing my Chaco's all week. PS. I got a number of compliments on them by people asking "I love that pattern- is it new?!" My response: "No they're actually 6 years old. They just look new, because I haven't worn them since the last time I was at camp... 5 years ago."
250: the number of congenital heart disease and heart transplant kiddos that enjoyed the best week of their lives.
2: the number of weeks I have before my next camp begins on July 28.
I got home on Friday, but husband didn't get home from his week in