Family Camp ROCKED.

I have to say, now that we've recovered from the inevitable re-entry fatigue of normal life, our week at Family Camp rocked. It was all the more fun that our good friends Shaken Mama and Hub-D came too. What's not to like about the kids having camp all day, fun activities for the adults, plenty of babysitters available for night time adult fun (Pub trivia, a fun game called Apples to Apples that our friend's Shaken Mama and Hub-D brought), good dorm food (seriously), no cooking, no cleaning no nada. Woohooo!!!!! Plus we met multiple other families we genuinely liked and hung out with. The camp attracts families with kids our kids' age, who are sort of outdoorsy, (unless you count the the tennis contingent, but we both suck at tennis, so we didn't set foot on the courts, that's outdoors, but not oudoorsy, if you ask me) Point being, lots of cool people to hang with!

Chispa was nearly in ecstasies all week she had so much fan. Poor Changa by the end of the week was feeling the fatigue (lack of naps) and had had enough, but she also had a blast.


Mr. H and I went on one of the sea kayaking trips, and dolphins flew out of the water right in front of my and Mr. H's kayaks. I had a moment of thinking, oh my goodness, we are going to swim with dolphins for free if they flip us. Then I came to my senses, realizing, these are smart smart animals, why would they clock themselves on kayaks??? It was the closest I've ever been to wild dolphins, that's for sure!

On our free day, we took the girls to the beach. Changa was afraid of the ocean at first, "It too LOUD. It too scary." She adjusted once I showed her how to make sand castles with big yogurt containers I'd brought.


Chispa was thrilled to be able to play in the surf and that it wasn't arctic like here in N. California.


Mr. H and I went on a biking adventure that ended up involving 5,000 miles of vertical climbing, 58 miles, a venture into alpine ecosystem, and 9 miles DOWN of potholes. Oh. My. God. It was the hardest ride I've ever done. It was that hard. Particularly the potholes. I feel proud I did the whole thing though, sometimes there's fun in a wacky adventure!

Needless to say, the 27 mile group bike ride was relaxing and fun, particularly since we more/less knew the route from last year, and could ride faster off the front and then loop back for the group. Thanks to Shaken Mama, we have proof we arrived at the Beach BBQ!


I don't know what happened, but the trip brought out unprecedented levels of sisterly cooperation. I am not arguing. Once Mr. H threatened them with losing minutes of swimming for making noise before 7am, and instead at ungodly hours like 5:45am, (yes, really), I found them in their room reading books after that, so cute!



I mean, when does this happen in our house?

Both girls were SO excited about the campfire, they fell in love with Peter Paul and Mary last year, and were nearly unable to contain their enthusiasm when the singing of it began. Even tired Changa perked up. But again, check out this sisterly love, I'm telling you, there is something in Family Camp air!!!


And of course, we had to pack up and head home, everyone had lost enough sleep, that it was time, our family is uniformly ready to sign up again for next year!