Max is an 11 year old scout, so he went to scout camp last week. Overall, he had a great week (except for the nightly phone call to his mom where he would beg to come home). It was a beautiful camp, and he made some good friends. He is especially likes any experience involving knives or guns.
Max's bunk.
Max and his friend Blake.
The swimming area.
Max was a frequent patron of the Trading Post.
He would purchase "Gator Ice" many times a day.
Bill went up after work every night and spent the night. Henry and I went up for "Family Night." Good times.
We missed Max and we are glad he is back!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Max Goes to Scout Camp
Posted by alisafye at 10:21 AM
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MAX! What a great kid. Remember how he used to dissolve in tears about every little thing? I bet you forgot that. Just wanted to remind you. Max, source of some of my favorite Primary stories, now wearing the uniform of a pseudo-military training organization. Who'd have thought.
I love the picture of him and Blake. What a pair! Max admitted he got a little homesick...maybe for the kittens :)
Gotta love a man in a uniform! You rock, Max!!
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