This year we had everything going for us. Some fun pre-camp activities around Boston to take in the sights and a birthday to celebrate upon arrival at camp. We had a spacious six bedroom house on Big Sebago during an unprecedented Maine heatwave... what more could we ask for, right??! Well, for starters the absence of schistosomatidae would be one small request. What is schistosomatidae you ask? Allow me to provide you with the answer. In a word, and pardon my French, it sucked. Of course, just the 7 kiddos were affected... on the first day of camp. Yeah. That Sunday first afternoon, when one started to complain "mama I feel itchy" and then several others chimed in and then shortly thereafter all flippin hell broke loose with agonizing screaming and crying we knew we had a serious issue on our hands. Good thing we were located within a 5 minute drive to the store because several bottles of Aveeno anti-itch lotion and some Benedryl pills later, all was right-ish with the world. Ever ones to make lemonade out of lemons though, we did have a fantastic week. We rented a water trampoline (to encourage deep water activity, apparently the little parasite likes shallow water best) and some lawn-sport activities as well. Desperate times call for desperate measures people and that meant witnessing Mr. Cuba on more than one occasion... there are some things that cannot be unseen, I am truly sorry. As always, Uncle B spoiled us with an array of tasty treats and the children were spoiled by 24/7 cousin silliness and nightly movie screenings. Speaking of movies, if you're ever curious what goes on in the mind of my 4 year old daughter, she was kind enough to take this home video to show you her take on camp. So another year of camp in the books, and it certainly was a memorable one... but hey, if you're going to spend a week itching, scratching and looking like a leper, may as well do it with family, right?!?
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