This week was girls’ camp for our YW. Since our Stake was doing Pioneer Trek this year, they wanted our girls camp to be a shorter affair. But since MOST of our YW are beehives, we couldn’t just NOT have camp. Back when I was in YW, I was privy to the planning of the camp, and when they released me, I told the camp director that I would really love to still help with camp in some way. Little did I realize at the time that it would be during the most hectic, rehearsal packed week of chaos when we also had visitors in town. Isn’t it always the way it is.

So, I didn’t end up doing a whole lot for camp, but I still got to be involved. Perfect. Yesterday, I went up for a couple of hours. They were busy crafting away, working on cute little scrapbooks made out of lunch sacks. When it was my turn, I gave them “skit kits”, which were paper bags filled with 5 different items, and then they had to come up with a skit around those items. They were things like…a stuffed monkey, a flying pig hat, a wisk broom and dust pan, a medal, a dora jumprope, a shower cap, etc. They had fun putting together silly skits with little prep time. It was fun.

Today, I was asked to plan game time for two hours. I took up the fun “truth or dare” game, and we made some flour balls (nylon stockings filled with flour and tied into a ball) that you throw at each other, and the water bottle rocket launcher that Ryan made. Totally fun. I felt like the cruise director, since I just breeze up there for some fun and games, and then go home. My friends, who have been up there camping for two days, look at my clean clothes with longing, and tell me how pretty I look. Well, thank you all! By comparison, I guess I do look pretty good.

As I was driving out of American Fork Canyon, I kind of forgot where I was. When I got to the ranger station at the entrance of the canyon, I was a little surprised. I was thinking for some reason that I was in Big Cottonwood canyon, the Canyon of my youth. When I realized that I was instead in American fork canyon I felt kind of weird. I guess being in the canyon just took me back to Big Cottonwood in my mind.

Even though it was busy and not convenient, I am so glad I took the time to go up to girls’ camp. I felt instantly more relaxed and less stressed. It was a nice break from the Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal schedule.