So many adventures, so little time

There is so much to catch up on!  Can I do it?!  I mean, really, the last post was almost two weeks ago, and so much has happened in the interim.  And so much happening in my heart.
Let's work backwards, shall we?
Yesterday we dropped the boys off at camp.  It is always a bit hectic getting them settled in.  We have to find cabins, unpack and make beds, head to the waterfront for a swimming test and also check in with the camp nurse.  Oh, and make sure that everyone is emotionally okay and ready to head into two weeks of fun. With our move so close, Walt and Theo were a bit emotional about even going to camp.  I think drop-off this year was harder than the last two years.  But all the boys were happy when we left them, and we're praying daily that they will have a great time and grow so much in their faith and maturity.
We only got a few picture of the campers themselves, especially the oldest.  He was pretty nervous and I didn't want to embarrass him.  Probably did that without even trying!

Facebook friends, you might remember a picture of me, back in February, walking on a frozen lake.  Well, here is the same lake in summer! 

Who wouldn't want to be here, especially on a perfect New England summer day?!?

One of Clay's best buddies from school decided to join him at camp this year.  So very exciting! 

We always see all sorts of people we know from all different arenas of our lives at camp:  friends from school, church, old neighborhoods.  It is kind of crazy.  Lucy saw this kindergarten friend, and they gave each other the traditional kindergarten greeting:  picking each other up.  Aren't they the cutest?

Then we caravanned home with some church friends and stopped by the sea shore for dinner.  These are friends we have known almost since we arrived in Boston, so it was sweet to have time with them.  I was thankful for a lovely drive along the coast.  I will miss the north Atlantic and its frigid waters, its salt water marshes and fried seafood shacks along the way!  Summertime in New England is idyllic and to be drunk in while one can.

More to catch up on tomorrow, dear friends.