I survived Camp Waldemar!
These seven 10-year-old darlings consumed my life for a full four weeks.
From cleaning up vomit at 1 AM… twice, to bug bites, nightmares, singing competitions, cabin inspections, skits, and star gazing, we did it all!
They are the sassiest girls I have ever met, but I’m glad to know them.
It’s been fun, but I am so thankful to be home with my family again.
Leaving in a few hours for Tennessee!
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