We enjoy home-cooked meals prepared by someone other than ourselves, have our laundry done for us, the opportunity to enjoy more activities than we have time for, and sing songs that only our camp friends know the words to. There’s something romantic about getting back to nature if only for a short time.
Speaking of romance, my parents actually met while staff members at the camps and I’ve been going to September Camp* (almost every year) since I was three. If you do the math, you’ll see that The Kids were 5 months old when they attended camp for the first time where they enjoyed their first bite of food in the Dining Hall.
September Camp is a Family Tradition.
This year, was the best so far. The Kids were in their element and it was contagious. Within the first 12 hours, they’d tried more activities than I’d done in the past 14 years. I’m not exaggerating. One huge benefit was that they were old enough to really engage and participate in the kids program. They loved hanging out with staff members who gave them their undivided attention, play with kids their own age and get a chance to do activities that they might not otherwise.
Artemis spent a lot of time doing crafts, drawing on the beach and at the pottery shack. She even got to bring home her artistic creations.
Max spent a lot of time down by the water. He loved being pulled around in a water raft while being serenaded and spent so much time in a canoe that Nanna and Poppa bought them both their own paddles.
For the past year, both of them have been talking about the horses they rode at September Camp the previous year. They remembered their colours and their names! Turns out that the same horses were there again this year** and they got to ride them several times.
There were nature hikes disguised as cats.
And running on the beach like no one was watching.
Evening activities included games night (with CANDY!), sing songs and always a campfire with marshmellows.
All the early mornings and fresh air seemed to have a way with everyone and afternoon naps were a daily occurence.
Do You Have any Family Traditions?
** Well, not exactly but I’ve been trying to lie to The Kids more. Yes, you read that correctly, more…