So...kamp is an utter blast and even though I'm still not sure who exactly was in charge of putting children under my supervision, I'm so thrilled they did! I have 11 little pieces of sunshine in cabin 4: aubrey, libby, megan, emily, jane, rachel, laura, carter, haley, caroline, and shea :)

I rode up to good ol' Lampe, MO on July 17 with Ms. Courtney Corbeille, a stud OU cheerleader alum...and just stud in general. Here's a snap shot of the two of us in front of the Missouri rest stop sign. Even though we're the classiest pair you've ever seen, we couldn't resist commemorating our road trip with photo documentation taken by a balding, obese, fellow rest-stopper with jorts. Take a minute to commemorate our documentation for yourself below...

That's right folks...Missouri...the "Show-Me" state. Whatever that means exactly, we're not sure, but this is what we are sure of...Branson, MO is, hands down, the most BIZARRE city in America. Courtney and I are on a night off tonight (have to be back at k2 by 1 am) and on our way to Panera (on Branson's busiest street that also happens to have only one lane, making getting anywhere quickly impossible) we spotted a figurine store with an actual size Elephant head mounted on the wall outside the building with a sign underneath reading, "Elephant for sale"...as if it wasn't blatantly obvious that the object for sale was an elephant. My only question was concerning the rest of the faux, life-sized Elephant head's body. Did it exist? If it did...was it, too, for sale? Anyway, we ended up at a Starbucks of all places, and I can guarentee that this caffeine fix will leave me doomed with insomnia tonight, but I'd say it was worth it. But that's not the point...the point is that this Starbucks is in the same building as a hair salon and Branson live show theatre. I guess I had never considered the convenience of getting a haircut before the big show, while sipping on coffee? Oh the crazy Branson combos.....bizarre.

Anyway, leaving kamp was kind of hard for me because I feel like every moment with my girls is so precious, and the thought of missing out on a big occurance with them was hard to accept. Literally, I felt like a mom not wanting to miss her child's first words. *Sigh*...I'm so lame. Anyway, the second thing we did (Courtney and I) was go to Wal-Mart. I really wanted to get something for my girls to come back with...because they deserve it for being as cool as they are.  I had picked out little headbands and such to bring back, but dropped them all on the ground when I spotted my destiny gift...Justin. Bieber. Poster. Yes, I do plan on signing it as so..."To Cabin 4, Love, Bieber". In addition, I also plan on telling them that I got so lucky to receive such an autograph because the young pop sensation was conveniently performing in Branson...with Dolly Parton. (I think that she's the star of every Branson show.) I think this will earn me lots of "cool counselor points". Afterall...I'm not above buying their affection.

I can't wait to post more pictures, but my computer doesn't have one of those camera card slotty things so I can't load them yet. But, mark my word, they will make their way to "Like a Virgin" in due time. We just got kicked out of the crazy-combo Starbucks showtime salon theatre, so we'll be heading back to kamp soon-ish. In a few hours I'll be back to the 100+ acre oven, that is k2, to spend more time with some of the coolest, and in some cases, most socially unaware tweens and teens in America (and beyond! seriously, we have foreigners) I'll be back to teaching dance class after dance class to girls who, as far as I'm concerned, are mute...they don't speak. But it's okay, because I do. I certainly do speak. I'll be back to the "muts" (Cabin's 1-4 outdoor bathrooms where bugs are free to fly in and out of showers and the water temperatures are as follows: freezing degrees and scorching degrees), where I don't stop sweating even when I shower. But all these things are made okay, and even worth it, when I have a belly laugh with a 15 year old, or get to have an open and honest conversation with a girl who is able to look past my flaws, inadequacies, and short-comings, and see me as a role model, who needs to do nothing more than be a college "watch-wearer" who loves Jesus, to gain their trust.

Please continue praying for me and my time here at kamp! The Lord is so good, and is so faithful to His people when we simply ask for it! I can't wait to update you with more cool stories about my kiddos- can't say enough good things about them! Dear readers, it's been real...until next time, keep the prayers comin! (And read the book of Matthew. All of it. And after you do that, read it again. You won't regret it!)