I survived a week of Girl Scout camp. I got to hang out with the boys all week. The male children of the volunteers need someplace for the boys to be so they have their own unit at camp. I had that unit. We fish and hike and fish and playing the creek and fish and play in the dirt and fish and eat watermelon and catch bugs and did I mention fish? I have untangled lines and people, unhooked fish, found shoes and socks and caught salamanders and worms and built k'nex vehicles.
There are 2 overnights at this camp. One for younger girls and one for older girls. I stayed until 9:30 the night the older girls stayed. If my DH was in perfect condition this would have been my night to stay. It was a riot. Everyone there wound up with a red streak in their hair.
This week is a blast. It takes a lot of planning and people to pull it off but if you get the chance to go it is worth every minute; Dad's too. Several of of our full time volunteers this year were men. One had kitchen duty and helped with other stuff in between and two stayed with me and the boys. Camp brings out things in your kids that you will never believe unless you see it. The quiet kids suddenly helping some one else, the buddies that look out for each other all week, the toilets that no one can avoid cleaning ;-). The teen staff at our camp takes a very active role in planning activities before camp and leading them during camp. Watching this is amazing when its girls you've known since they were 4 and 5 now in there teens.
People think I'm nuts for taking a week off work for this but it is worth it. My DD may be teen staff now but it is still fun. (Ok so when the threat came across the 2-ways Friday morning that the water balloons were being put on the field all kids were to stay away from them and that includes Marty and Buddy (me and the director's DH) may be an indication of why I have fun at camp.) But then again I only claim to be 12. ;-)