This was the big kids' second year at YMCA camp Wakonda in the Ozarks. This year, Sam saved many hours of driving because they both went down the same week. While they were gone, Leah kept asking when she would be big enough to go - next year, she's sure.
Just like last year, we could write letters & emails to the kids (which they'd print out from the day before & pass out at meal time), but except in cases of emergency (or maybe extreme homesickness) we weren't in direct contact for the week they were gone.
Last year, someone wrote them every day, but they didn't write home at all - I told both kids I expected a letter! And for them to take pictures with the disposable camera! Amelie wrote a letter & James took pictures with the disposable camera (that we need to develop) so between the two of them they were one obedient child.
Also like last year, the camp published photos daily so I could stalk them & see if I could spy the kids. There were pictures of James every day, but very few of Amelie.
Amelie says this was during their campout - they were playing Mafia. She accused Natalie of being in the mafia as a misdirection because Natalie knew that Amelie was in fact in the mafia.