Good For the Soul

They say laughter is the best medicine. I got a healthy dose of it. Just what the doctor ordered.

It was a BEAUTIFUL afternoon. Not too sicky out for Kansas in July, at least. We're into week 5 now. I was headed out to canoeing with Daniel, a "senior" camper and his group. Daniel will tell you everything there is to know about camp.. and still act like it's his first time. Believe it or not, this is his 8th year. And his 3rd week this summer.

First, he almost got his canoers stuck in the middle of the pond... but the best part was him trying to get up on shore!

The bank where the canoeing is a nice slope covered entirely of mud, with some roots for a tad bit of traction. Poor Daniel isn't the skinniest kid around, and therefore might be a bit balanced-challenged. Yep. He fell. Slipped, fell, splash. Into the pond! Oh, not once, not twice, but about 15 times. You would THINK he would have learned his lesson. Thankfully, he wasn't doing it on purpose, otherwise i would have been mad.

The "grub" helping me this time around was Aiden. Cute high school sophomore with some adorable freckles and red hair. Well, we got to watch first-hand Daniel's bumbling, and just took off from there. Another kid who was on shore fell in too several times... that didn't help. Our laughs became louder! Finally, the climax came when we heard yelling from the canoers out on the pond. We jokingly had told them to hit a tree, and at this point, they were doing exactly that! They were yelling and screaming being tangled in the tree and Daniel slipped, and so did the other kid, and Aiden was cracking up, so, naturally, I cried. I laughed until I was just about sobbing.

Best. Day. Ever.