It’s that time of the year again, where Camp MeMaw opens! Seems, my client list keeps getting shorter every year. Kids do grow up and have other things to do, other than have root beer floats and cookies. The older ones have jobs and they have girlfriends and boyfriends! Can’t compete with those.
They like having a swimming pool just blocks away. It seems Cousin Louie is the only taker on swimming in the dirt tank! In fact , I got Cousin Louie a small plastic pool to dip himself in on these hot days. He doesn’t like the starfish and octopuses! So, now he just gets a drink out of it! Very Cautiously!
I love having the kids come and spend some time with me. However, I’m not that old to know that the older ones have bigger fish to fry than to come to Mason for any extended period of time. My feelings don’t get hurt over that sort of thing. In fact Casen and Cooper can have more of the good stuff! And, they don’t have to put up with the older ones, who tend to boss them around. Z just rolls with the fact that, there will be Camp MeMaw! Too, if there is some part of it that he doesn’t like, he’d best not say anything!
P.S. I’m one wet hen, when it comes to yelling at my little chickens. Word to the wise, don’t mess with a mad mommy hen!!!!