To top off the the festivities for the opening of Allstate Hurricane, Louie's new agency, an official ribbon cutting was held. I had to grin because the mayor of Hurricane is the cousin of a friend of mine, and here he came walking up the sidewalk with a giant pair of scissors. And yes, they actually were scissors that cut! The kids and I dressed up and came, the chamber of commerce was there, the employees and two journalists. A great article was in the Charleston Gazette on July 27th.
Lou asked me to have refreshments, so I made triple chocolate cupcakes and had cold drinks- a good thing because it was hotter than the sun that day!
After the 'official picture', we signed the cut ribbon and it'll be framed for posterity. Who came up with the idea of cutting ribbons anyway?
Becca is growing up waaaay too fast for me. And for her daddy. This year at WV Baptist Camp at Cowen, she moved up to Junior High camp. (sigh) That has a whole different vibe than Junior Camp.
But... I was glad that she stayed in a cabin with a 2 girls she knew and the counselor was a dear friend. She had a fabulous time.
Just two weeks later, Garrett and Hannah and I made the trek to Senior High camp. It's a fun one to counsel because the kids are generally more mature by 11th and 12th grade. You can have a real conversation about life and they tend to respect our opinion and abide by the rules.
The camp was packed- like 280 campers- and it was crazy hot all week. Hannah was in the cabin next to me... close, but not too close!
I had a great cabin. I was placed in the newest cabin that everyone wanted to be in... so the graduated seniors who came up a day early got first dibbs and many of them were with me. I had not one minute of trouble and my co-counselor was super sweet.
For the first time, I led an afternoon interest group- where we teach the kids something they can take back and use in their churches for ministry. Another counselor and I taught girls how to make simple dresses. She used scraps of fabric and I used pillowcases to make dresses. The project is called Little Dresses for Africa.
We ended up making 24 dresses with the girls who participated and I have about a dozen more pillowcases to make. I loved this project because everyone has a pillowcase. With just about $2 in materials, it becomes something that a little girl will treasure and a tool someone will use to share the gospel with her. God really can use simple things. Check it out at www.littledressesforafrica.org.
On Friday night, the band Garrett sings with, Torn in Two, sang a closing concert. It was truly fabulous. Garrett's voice had been rough for days, even in practice that day, but he sang so well. And best of all, he had fun! They gave out glow necklaces and I don't think anyone sat down during the entire concert.
Getting home was bittersweet. We had a terrible storm that caused water to seep into our basement- again. We replaced the foundation drains around our house about 2 years ago because of repeated problems. The one small section of drain we didn't replace was under our garage floor. It was the only place we were vulnerable... and the water covered Hannah's bedroom, our utility room and stopped just before creeping into our family room. I was sooo discouraged. It's been a smelly, wet mess this week but we are dried out finally as of today and Hannah is moving back into her room. We were supposed to go out of town for a short vacation this week which we had to cancel, but at least it was just water. (sigh)
To get away from the house, Garrett and I escaped to Target and Marshalls to shop for dorm room supplies. It was actually fun. We have a 'staging area' at home where he has his purchases and a box of items from his room that he will take. I have to keep reminding myself that the dorm room is small... we may be bringing some things home!
With August just a few days away, big things are on the horizon. Garrett is moving to Chicago in less than 2 weeks. It's unreal for me to even type those words. Louie's aunt and uncle and even his cousins live there and are excited for him to come. They're going to take great care of him, I know.
But this is different than when I left him at Bream Preschool that 1st day and cried all the way home. This... is advanced parenting! I think of all the times I've said that I believe my children belong to the Lord- now I have to back up those words with my life and its hard. But I really do believe it and want to follow what I believe- even when its hard.