Summer of 2025: The Great Blur
Our days were a delicious mix of painting and upgrading a 40-year-old treehouse(which now has more coats that we do), fishing like pros, mastering archery without losing any arrows or campers, and watching movies at legendary sleepovers.
We learned new tech skills from the grandkids(apparently "click here" means "I'm about to open 47 tabs"), ate ice cream like it was a daily vitamin,and squeezed every ounce of fun into the season. (Thank goodness, my phone pics were saved with the dates😂😂😂). Trips to the zoo, birthday celebrations,
summer reading enforced,
By the end of Summer Camp 2025, the only thing we were sure of was that the memories would last forever---unlike the leftover snacks, which mysteriously disappeared after Day 2.
CampPaPaKK 2025: No schedule, No rules, All fun. Chaos, charm, and sheer joy. (The only thing more elusive than a schedule was a clean pair of socks.)
Camp Highlights: 1. We measured days by how many Band-aids were used. 2. We discovered that PapaKK are now part camp directors, part snack wizards, and part sleep-deprived legends!
Following is a ginormous colossal 'photo dump' that partially shares a glimpse of the wild and crazy times. How many photos are too many photos??????????????? I wish I could say that the photo dump collection was loaded in an orderly fashion...hahahahaha.... it definitely resembles my temporary "scattered brained".
ChatGPT shared the following: Grandparents quickly discover that their 10yr old grandchild is basically a walking iPad manual who knows more secret phone tricks than Apple itself. The 12-yr old is a full-time fashion consultant who rolls their eyes so hard it's practically an Olympic sport--apparently, socks with sandals are a "crime". And the 15-yr old? They're a world-class life coach, explaining deep philosophical truths like,"Just vibe, KK," while simultaneously teaching you how to make a TikTok that will "blow up"- which, spoiler alert, gets three likes, all from family.
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