The first annual BOO-GA-LOO CAMP is history. But, history that is bound to be relived and talked about for a while to come. Because family is so important and I don’t get to spend as much time as I would like with mine…I decided that the big girls and the little boys would have a special few days together. Why ‘Boogaloo’, you may ask? Well, it had to have a name. And, the Boogaloo (bugaloo) is a fast paced dance with wild, crazy movements…. and with these little guys around, we ‘re nothing if we are not fast, wild and crazy! So Boogaloo it is. I also changed the spelling to my liking…because I don’t want it called the ‘bug’aloo camp. Cause bugs…not invited!
Joy and I arrived a day early to rest and reserve our strength for what we knew was going to be a wild weekend. We were wise to do so! However, I did have one small project for us to do. We bought pavers and sorta/kinda laid a walkway between the house (The Sandcastle) and the trailer (The Flamingo). We had to wait until it was almost dark for it to be cool enough for us to work outside. And, late afternoon…prime mosquito time! It wasn’t exactly perfect …but it worked well enough that the boys did not have to walk through the sand spurs to go back and forth.
The crew arrived and the first order of business was discussing all the activities that were to follow. Oh, yes! Arts and crafts, swimming, sunning, bumper boats, story time, water fun, go carts, and donuts, of course! We blew up a big pool for the boys to play with their new water squirters and boats and cars. While we girls sat around and visited.
After a meal out, we turned in…praying for a sunny tomorrow…with NO rain! The next day was our planned time on the beach. And, wow! we could not have ordered a more gorgeous day. Perfection!.
The boys and girls rode the waves, gathered shells, and floated in the glorious ocean under a blazing sun! Joy and I sat in the shade of a giant umbrella and enjoyed the show! Back at the Sandcastle, we got in a little art work. Painting, stamping, building boats…puzzles, cars, and games.
Levi even got a lesson in Solitaire from Aunt Joy!
After a night’s rest, we were up and ready to go again…this time to the Water Park. Oh, the boys love it here! There are fountains popping up from the ground to run through and glorious misters to stand in. The kid’s pool is only 2 feet deep and it is huge! There’s 2 slides and all sorts of water fun. There is also an olympic sized pool with obstacles to run. And around it all are ledges for the older folks to rest…’cause the little boys don’t stop when they get there…until it’s time to eat. Also lots of covered picnic tables to escape from the sun for a while.
After a little rest, we went to a wonderful place to eat…Boondocks. After dinner came go-cart time! This was our promise to Levi. And, then we had to scout out some shells. This was our promise to John Thomas….he has a shell collection…and there really aren’t many to be found on the beaches. Found a great place, and the boys were going strong. Joy and I, however, were fading fast. So we switched up cars. They went for ice cream and Joy and I went back to the Sandcastle.
Plans were to head to the beach for some crab hunting, but Levi came in the house in his Mother’s arms…already deep in dreamland. So that’s on our list for next year!
The crew left out by noon on Sunday. But Joy and I needed a day to recuperate. They all left and by 2:00 we were both napping! Revived, we did a little shopping, a little visiting, and a little eating. We finished cleaning the next morning and were home early afternoon.
What an amazing few days together we had! Time focused just on family and fun. And building memories for the boys. I think both boys were sad their dads were not along. It makes me happy that Will and Adam spend such quality time with their sons that they want them along wherever the fun is! Such good daddies! But, this trip was for us girls!
We are so thankful that God granted us these days to laugh, and read and sing and dance and play and swim and rest at night! God is good to us and His blessings can never be counted. It is He who established the family. And, it is He who blesses ours.