And that place is called Camp Mather.
Some of our favorite Izzyisms for the week:
1) Upon waking on her first morning, she went outside and declared: This place is BEAUTIFUL!
2) While Mitch and I were lounging inside the cabin one afternoon, Isadora was on the porch playing and singing House of Fun by Madness. We’re hoping she’ll perform that song next year at the Guest Talent Show.
3) After a long day of hanging out together, Isadora disappeared. I found her on the neighbor’s porch. I asked her what was up and she told me: I just needed to talk to someone else for a while.
Highlights of Camp Mather:
A) I didn’t have to cook
B) I didn’t have to clean
C) I didn’t have to do laundry
D) I didn’t have to work
E) I read two books in a week
F) We swam seven hours a day
G) We went on nature walks
H) I only got one mosquito bite
I) Isadora had so much freedom to move and run and play
J) We all met new and wonderful friends
K) We made art
L) We made crafts
M) We watched caterpillars
N) We listened to real birds signing (not that pigeons aren’t real birds, but that’s all we get at home)
i) We got a 3 1/2 hour late start to get to camp
ii) I ran over a squirrel driving in to camp. I’ve never hit an animal before
iii) Isadora stopped taking naps that week
iv) The hay ride wherein we were pressured to drink Kool Aid and everyone had to sit down before they were granted rights to a marshmallow stick for roasting said sugar fluff
Here are a few photos for your enjoyment:
Feta cheese, crumbled
Boil shucked fava beans for five minutes. Rinse in cold water until room temperature. Peel skin off beans and place them in a bowl. Give them a bit of a mash, and add olive oil, salt (I used a lemon flavored salt) and garlic powder. Stir to mix. Add feta and stir again. Serve immediately.
I meant to take a photo when the bowl was full, but we were all so hungry, we just dove right in.
Sunday: Zucchini Boats
Monday: Ham, broccoli and mac n cheese
Tuesday: Turkey Burgers and Baked Beans
Wednesday: Fish Tacos
Thursday: Don Ramons
Friday: Hot Dogs
I: the people will love my new shoes
W: they certainly will Imelda Marcos
I: Look at me! I’m a pistachio!
W: A pistachio?
I: Yes, a pistachio! I am art. Look at me, mama!
(I finally realized she meant statue.)
Izzy says: mommy, you’re a great gasser. If we are lost in the forest and we see a monster, you can gas at him and he will run away.
W: I love you
I: I love you too
W: I love you! I love you! I love you!
I: don’t say it so many times. You’re wasting it.
Sunday: Homemade pizza
Monday: Homemade chicken nuggets and rainbow chard
Tuesday: On your own
Wednesday: Fresh Choice
Thursday: Don Ramon’s
Friday: Zucchini boats
Saturday: Pork chops and fava beans