Gloomy Wednesday.

Last night was heartbreaking. One of my girls was in heavy tears. She's a very well-versed child, and so to hear her not be was saddening. A boy whom she likes and asked to go to the dance first said yes and then no in front of everyone. A public rejection. I just wanted to cradle her and say it'd be okay. Thankfully, her friend was there to help her. She needed her friend's presence more than mine. Poor thing.

After this, the whole house somehow knew. At our house meeting, when I asked "What are some good things happening at camp?" it basically turned into a guy-bashing session... which quite honestly annoyed me. 1) Bashing any gender is just not okay. I will not condone sexist behavior. 2) I asked for positive things!

So they started saying, "Okay, girls rock then!" Okay, that's fine. :) Then my little CB piped up...

"Yeah, you know why girls rock? Because we MAKE THE WORLD! That's right, we carry the babies!"

Oh, CB. She's a trip. She seriously is a grandmother in a nine year-old's body. We're pretty much kindred spirits. haha I couldn't stop laughing after her comment. I had to question Miss K to make sure I heard what I heard.

Morale here at camp is down (perhaps due to the all-staff meeting last night, the dark weather, and/or fatigue). I feel kind of helpless that I can't really do anything about it. I'm probably not the best individual to help anyway at the moment... The dam that I built up to prevent my thinking about moving broke. I'm blessed by the shoulders I lean on though... especially when they cry with you in the rain. ... Okay, I can't write about this anymore.

Mom definitely got a 101-point word in our Scrabble game (but somehow I'm still in the lead??). Not only did she use all of her letters (and earned the bonus points for that), she landed on the Triple-Word Score square. The word: Crabbier. I was pretty impressed. She surpassed my 79-point word!

Speaking of Scrabble, the whole thing kind of makes me laugh... I've gotten a lot of people into (or addicted to) the email Scrabble thing... and that does make me smile.

Just three more days. Have to finish Student Evaluations, House Evals, etc... the job of the housemaster is the job of paperwork. Sadly enough, I don't mind the tediousness. It's busy work, and busy work is good.

- Miss Chelsea