Thursday afternoon was putt-putt golf, at the library. I was surprised at how many kids were just dropped off, no parents around. Anyone could have walked in there and taken a child.
Friday Morning Megan, Oliver, and I, got up early, to drive to Pisgah National Foresst, to see Gator and Melissa at Boy Scout camp. The bears in our area are very smart and know the trash pick up schedule. These two were hanging out across from our house; no noisy truck was going to scare them away.
It took us about an hour to get to camp; the place is beautiful. Oliver was in his element, running around with 800+ boys. Being around these young men gave me hope for the future. They were well mannered and polite, and despite Oliver being only five, they treated him like any other camper. I was excited to see Melissa, it's been years since we've visited. Before we left camp, Gator asked if he could come visit me instead of going back to FL, so he is at my house through Wednesday. We are so happy to have him here, and Oliver is bouncing off the walls. (Trying to blog while the boys are running around me is proving difficult.)
Tomorrow Monica nad her three kiddos arrive for the week. Yay! A house full of people!