Camp

Liv started camp this past Friday. When I picked her up I could see the absolute delight in her eyes. "How was your first day?" I asked her.

"I made a new friend. One. Only one."

"That's nice sweetie. What's her name?"

"Kara. She's my best friend. Only one. We played together but no boys."

"No boys? You didn't make friends with any of the boys?"

"I hate boys!"

"Why?"

"Because boys are...boys are....they're so meanie!"

She has this aversion to all things boy. Except her daddy, of course. Liv loves her daddy and still wants to marry him.

I asked her what things she did at camp that day.

"We played and played and had our lunch. Oh! We went swimming in the pool!"

She was very excited to report the swimming. And then she says, her voice full of excitement and surprise: "I went swimming and I didn't even drown!"