All our meals were shared family style in the dining hall with the other troops at camp. There was a lot of singing and chanting, lessons in manners and scouts learning clean up skills. We were able to enjoy one night of open fire cooking. I was selected to head down the mountain into town to get some much needed groceries for our one night of cooking over the fire. Now, I want you to know I wasn't selected for this job because of being the only mother. I was selected for this job because I had the coolest vehicle! Plus, I volunteered because I was having withdrawals. I hadn't driven the Jeep in over 3 days.
But I will miss my time with my new scout friends and watching the boys open up and come out of their shells. Watching scouts try new things. Watching scouts support and cheer each other on. All our little jokes, jibes, and contests.
The fresh air, running in the woods and late night dutch-oven deserts. And of course scary summer camp stories by the fire. (check out the next post on how I had Boy Scouts crying.)