Tyler's at camp

Well, my little guy went off to camp this week. He's at a little Church camp nestled as an island in the middle of the Detroit Lakes. FUN! Well at least I hope so. No letters from him yet, but we email him letters daily through 'bunk mail' and they print them out for the campers. If you'd like to send him a letter, just email me and I'll forward it on. The day we got there it was pouring down rain and after a small plank crossing to his cabin, Tyler found a comfortable bunk and called it 'home' for the week. They assured me that the weather was to clear up the next day, and then I got this picture of Tyler with all his campers in the bright sunshine, so I guess their predictions were true!

Poor Cole has been missing his 'boy' this week. He's made a little pile in front of Tyler's door with things that he might have forgotten in his absence. There is one stinky old shoe, one dirty sock complete with caked mud, one drum stick from Tyler's Rock Band game and one tiny Turtle from last week's VBS. The Turtle has made it's way to various places in the house because the dogs carried it around all week like a Teadybear, but eventually at some point in the day, Cole lays it atop the little pile in front of Tyler's door and just sighs. It will be a glourious day when his 'boy' Tyler returns and the running, jumping, chasing, and tug of war begin again. We are just not so fun as a little boy-littter-mate!