Moments...

So here I am, my last Week 1 of camp. And I find myself noticing the "moments." You know those instants in time that are special, priceless and become part of you, there whenever you need a smile.

The campfire last night, "That's it! I'm not teaching underwater basket weaving anymore!" and, "I'm sorry, you are just not big enough to fill my scrubs!"

Not to mention breakfast at Miss Meg's (though once we get the adjustment right on the band, that will be gone faster than everything else...) and the tap on my door, "Sandy, can we talk?" Those moments are priceless and irreplacable...

Course, watchin Mark spin himself into the floor and self-centered, self important scout masters... Those are things I won't miss.