June 30, 2011

Soggy with a Touch of Conniving

The boys are done. It is officially the worst camping ever. We pick them up tomorrow night at 7 and head out to my folks' house.

I dread the potential smell.

Not only has it rained pretty much non-stop since Monday evening, everyone's tent flooded except for my boys', nobody has had dry feet since Tuesday, the Scout Master has made multiple trips in town to a laundromat to dry clothes and sleeping bags as some kids literally had NOTHING that hadn't gotten drenched. Add to that, that with every Scout Troop you have a couple kids that are just a complete pain in the a$$, don't pull their weight, complain all the time, and cause trouble... and of course their parents are never around. (I've noticed parental participation is the least with the kids who are the biggest jerks. They want everyone else to raise their kid... which his probably why their kids are the way they are.)

And if it was not bad enough with all that, an upper respiratory infection with hacking and vomiting ran through the camp counselors and so 75% of them are on some sort of quarantine to keep them away from the regular campers, which also means that many of the badges don't have instructors which translates to...

... the kids aren't getting their badges. They're enduring the crap food, nasty weather, cold wet feet, and misery of just generally sleeping outside in FL in June/July and they aren't even earning their badges as there's no one to teach them.

It's been a mess. My boys aren't in a great mood, but are attempting to make the best of it.

Last night some parents went for the planned 'movie night and McDonalds'. When we have a week overnight camp, we always pick a night in the middle of the week where parents show up with cookies and brownies, take the boys for a quick dinner and a movie, the requirement being that every boy must have showered to attend.

And according to one of the parents, this is where the funniest part of the week happened... something my son probably doesn't even deem as funny, although he might.

Evidently the parent was sitting in the pavillion with the older boys when my son's buddy, who I'll call Tommy had the following conversation, as my son looked on, grinning. (Tommy is a very big boy. Quiet gentle giant of a boy, his father just died a few months ago. It breaks my heart. He is such a sweet boy. Mostly. Heh)

Tommy: You know Mrs. H, Ringo and I... we're 16.

Mrs. H *waiting to hear what great bonding significance has occurred that it matters that they are 16*: Yes...

Tommy: You know... we drive and everything.

Mrs. H *looking at both boys, waiting to hear why they are feeling this closeness and imparting it upon her*: Driving. Yup. That happens at 16...

Tommy: Well, we're older, more mature. I know the movies are tomorrow night. We think, the younger kids should go their movie, but... Ringo and I, we're old enough for something bigger. You could buy us tickets to Hangover II... or Bad Teacher. We're cool. We can handle it.

Mrs. H: Bwahahahahahahaaa! Bwhaahahahahaa! Yeah, right. Nice try Tommy.

Tommy to Ringo: I tried.

Ringo: Dang.

Heh. Sweet kind of. Sometimes... just conniving. I guess... Normal.

As if she'd say yes?!

Posted by Boudicca at June 30, 2011 09:07 PM
Comments

Lol, always worth trying.

I would have just snuck away when it got dark. . .

Posted by: Andrew Phule at June 30, 2011 10:47 PM

You know... they may have. I suspect I'll find out tomorrow. ;-)

Posted by: Bou at June 30, 2011 10:57 PM

I see a role as a negotiator in Tommy's future!

Posted by: Peggy K at July 1, 2011 04:28 AM

She said she so did not see it coming. She couldn't quit laughing.

Posted by: Bou at July 1, 2011 11:41 AM

Why camp in Florida in the summer? Was it the only time the kids were free because of school? Camping in Florida is just plain miserable for maybe 10 months of the year, for all the reasons you describe, plus the mosquitoes.

Posted by: George P at July 1, 2011 01:55 PM

Even though it was miserable, it will be memorable. Wait until they are in their 40's and start to reminisce. :)

Posted by: PeggyU at July 1, 2011 11:34 PM