Lavi Colorado, 6th Grader. Mayim Wyoming, 3rd Grader. June 18, 2017

None of that matters now, because it is all about camp. We are leaving in 2 dang days and it is about time. I don't know about any of you, but for me, the anticipation is the worst. So, boys are 99% packed. I am almost all packed. Aaron is mostly packed. Honey Bird has her flying papers. Things are coming together.

Coming soon: Blue Sky sodas, everyday. Crazy camp meetings. Rain boots. Layers. Sunshine. Schvitz. Shibori. Yoga. Photos galore. Eggs cooked to your pleasure. Salad bar with best pickled beets on the planet. Delicious homemade salad dressings. Llillian and her amazning crew. All meals at picnic tables outside. Old friends, new friends. Folks from all over the world. Kittens. Pot bellied pig. Alpacas. Llamas. Chilling with Aaron at the lake. Taco bed. Honey Bird and Sitka reunion. I'm going to miss Portland, but it's a good kind off miss. The heart grows fonder.

Bedtime for Bozo now. Happy Father's day to my Dad, Fred! I love you, Dad! And Happy Father's Day to Aaron, the bestest friend a girl could ask for. Ever.

Love, Eden