Noteworthy Week 4

This week was Cub Scout Day Camp.  Everyday from 9 to 4.  I volunteered the entire week so that Alice, Henry and Zora could go to--they have a day care for the children of volunteers and those kids get to do many of the same activities as the scouts.  I thought it sounded fun.  It was an exhausting week.  We left the house at 8:45 every morning, got home around 4:50, just to change into swimsuits and head to practice or a meet.  

This week's focus was answers to prayers.  

Monday, June 11: I was a Den Leader and was assigned an assistant den leader from another ward--a woman I'd meet in passing several times.  She reminded me a lot of my Aunt Traci.  She was an answer to prayer--she gave me a really great pep talk on prayer and on dealing with hard things in life.  She was an answer to prayer.

I didn't get a picture of us together because I'm not like that so here's one of Alice getting ready to do the rock wall.

Tuesday: I've been trying to serve others more lately so when a lady from our ward asked me to watch her kids so she and the husband could go to a work party, I said yes.  They played well with Henry and Zora while Greg took the big kids to swim practice.  That was an answer to prayer.

Wednesday: By Wednesday, I had a new assistant den leader as the one from Monday and Tuesday was going to Mexico and needed a few days to pack.  The new assistant den leader was less entertaining so I spent the time the boys were doing their activities reading conference addresses. A few things stuck out to me as answers to prayers.

Thursday: By Thursday, Zora had a fever from lack of sleep so I asked a friend if she could watch Zora so she could get a nap.  (They don't do naps at Pixie camp).  Zora had a great time with Aunt Rhea and enjoyed being the center of attention of the 6 adults/teens at the house (Rhea, her husband and 4 of her grown children).  The next day Rhea offered to watch Zora again and Zora requested Rhea by name.  While I didn't specifically pray about Zora and her nap schedule, I was concerned about it and am glad that Rhea helped out.

Friday:  We finally made it to Friday!  This was an answer to Rex's prayers--the Wheatley's arrived safely in North Carolina and his Derick was back!  I took a few scouts home with me and they played in the Wheatley's pool until 8.  It felt so good to have the compound full of my people again.

Saturday: By Saturday, my house looked like a bomb had gone off, we had no food, and I was so tired I felt like my eyes were slowly burning out of my head, so I failed to look for answers to prayers on Saturday, but here are a few more of the kids at Day Camp. 

Day Camp is fun, but just so tiring.  I'm debating if I'll go back next year, but, let's be honest, I probably will.  I always liked when my mom came to stuff with me.