De-Camped

 Back from camping with the Webelos.  While not a natural camper, as a teacher, I do know how to get kids from one place to another and keep them on track during planned activities.  Several of the people running the activities for the scouts to earn pins said that I was very helpful, and that our group of several dens was the best-behaved and most on track of the weekend.

Damned by faint praise, indeed.  

( the moaning and complaining behind the cut )

Once home, my husband graciously let me go back to sleep for awhile, which I desperately needed.  I also got a desperately needed shower, and chicken noodle soup.  My cold is no better, but no worse for being outdoors all weekend in cold that put frost on the grass, and misted our breaths wherever we went.