This past week started with the Fourth of July. Sylvia, a friend that I made through Zach being at training last fall was working at Camp Deerpark, came with her friend Ben, and walked around Manhattan with us. We visited a Cathedral, played a piano that was on the street (that's a story in itself), walked to Starbucks, walked to Cocoa V (which was closed for the July 4th stuff), and then settled down for our seating to watch the fireworks. Our neighbors had brought a feast with them, and offered some to us when I said "You guys have quite the feast there." We had some later on, when we got hungry. The fireworks were great, but then I don't really like fireworks that much anyway.
And then the first week of the summer program began!
And one week later, we are still alive, still optimistic: still stressed out.
I can't really tell the millions of things that have happened since we started.
More and more kids signed up.
We have busy afternoons.
Camp Deerpark kicked off well, although the bus ride was intense. We are getting a better bus for this next week, though, so it's going to be better.
On Saturday, we had a very intense day of shopping and then I had to go to worship practice.
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