I remember when it was called "yearlings". Girls' Camp lingo. Mikelle entered the world that is Girls' Camp this summer. She made it through the week with a great attitude despite the coyote howls and cold nights, the terrorizing Snipe hunt, the dirt and the camp grub.
Their days were filled with not only certification classes, but spiritual classes...
...and service projects.
The girls in Mikelle's group were smitten with their Youth Camp Leader. She made camp fun while they endured the week.
Also, did I mention we were kid free? I was able to walk into an art studio without apprehension of the "you break it, you buy it" warning.
I'll admit I was giddy with excitement.
The highlight had to be the mouth watering breakfast we ate at the Beachcomber. What a cute, quaint restaurant on the beach. I HIGHLY recommend a trip to the Newport Coast for the Crystal Cove Omelet, if for no other reason.
We also explored the Fun Zone on the Balboa Peninsula. It was established in the 1930's and sadly enough it looks its age. We strolled around just long enough to devour a delicious frozen chocolate covered banana on a stick and ride the ferris wheel.
The ferris wheel did boast a sweet view of the bay though.
One pleasant find in Balboa was the Crab Cooker. You had better like fish if you walk through their doors. Good thing we do!
To celebrate our 15 years of marital bliss, Eric and I took a childless trip to the OC. (Many heartfelt thanks to Dave and Cindy for holding down the fort.) We started our adventures with a trip to the USS Midway. The floating city that housed 4500 Navymen was an active aircraft carrier until after the Gulf War. It was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.
Such a simple word. So simple it is more times than not the first word an infant utters. So simple yet so entailing. The weight of these 3 small letters can almost be too much to bear until there's that one small touch of those tiny fingers that gives you the strength of Hercules. And that's all it takes.