See, this is what working at camp does for you. We have many dear friends all over the place that we connect with because of our common love for camp. It’s so fun. These friends were stopping through KC after attending another great camp friend’s wedding in Iowa. We love these guys! I think we all wish we would never grow up and could work at camp forever! (p.s. mccoy’s in westport is a great place for a large group on a sunday afternoon. they let us have this private dining room with a large flatscreen. their food is quite good too.)
(ha, tegegne is caught in the action. he is 2, you know!)
New Years 2009.
Camp Kivu (previously Kanakuk Colorado) several summers ago.
Just as we’d hoped…we have another funny guy in the house. Some people laughed and said that your dad and I would probably have a really reserved and shy child…which is quite opposite of our personalities. You are definitely not shy and you recently learned the word “funny”. You were pointing to yourself and saying funny while wearing the orange glasses. You had me laughing good. Maybe someday you will fill your dad’s shoes as the funny guy at a summer camp. Or your dad and I will become more reserved and you will be cracking us up all of the time. Or the three of us will keep being who we are and we’ll each make a funny every now and then. I think every family photo from here on out will have a serious and a funny pose. You know what’s funny to me? I’ve been teaching you all of these words, repeating them over and over and I get tickled at the sounds of our words. Like funny for example. You are teaching me some of your words too.
Baboo to you means bread.
Oo-ah is water.
Cah-cah is potty or anything icky.
All-A is up.
Then there are lots of other sentences that may mean something, but I’m not sure so I just smile and nod.
(Side plug for Kivu: If you want the summer of your life, and are between 18-30 yrs old, work at Camp Kivu in Durango, Colorado. If you are between 13-18 yrs old, go to Camp Kivu! The experience rocks! It is a summer you will never forget!)
Daddy was utilizing an early Saturday morning to grade papers on the Plaza. We thought we’d make a surprise visit to Ababa-yeh, which was quite a good workout for me. I love your smallness and the sweet sounds of your voice. I guess I will not wish that you stay small forever, but for now I love packing you on my back.
We caught daddy driving home from his paper grading so he parked the car, put you on his back and we walked around the plaza for a few hours. It was a nice Saturday morning.
Okay Tegegne, don’t tell daddy that you got into my pink pearls. I had nothing to do with any of this jewelry getting onto your wrists and neck. You love helping me put my makeup on. I even caught you brushing some blush on your nose and forehead. Oops. Don’t worry daddy, he hasn’t put makeup on since, but now stands at the sink and brushes his teeth while I get ready.
Nothing beats a good boy and his daddy. I cannot wait to see you with your dad through the years. With God’s direction, he will shape you into a real man. A man that can catch a fish, run a chainsaw, ride a bike real far, work hard, love his family, speak French, eat chocolate chip cookies by the dozen, encourage people, and enjoy this life with hope for the life to come. What a ride it will be.