WTM meets Girl Scout Camp

Dear WTMs, Sorry for lack of postings this week. I have been at Girl Scout Camp with my older daughter (the future film maker). Her troop and a few other troops in the area are the "helpers" at the little kid Girl Scout camp and then they also have their own camp. They are had a blast and the last day is today. I am not a camper. I like the outdoors but I like my outdoors to be:

• 70 degrees
• Sunny
• Bug free

As you can see, I am not the most "hardy" of campers. My older daughter is a total nature girl and loves to be outdoors in the woods. Thank God for my husband who takes her there and who has taught her camping skills. If it had been left up to me, she would only know how to call for Room Service. But "Miss Filmaker" and her buddies were able to help littler scouts as well as start fires (scary) and be in the forest with buddies. They are having a great time. So I helped out with camp. Two of the days I had to take "Miss Minnesota", my 8 year old with me as my "assistant". There is a point here, please read on. At the camp, all the girls have "camp names". They have names that they go by during the week (ex: wildflower or cricket) and at the end of the week the girls reveal their "real names" to the younger campers and to each other. It is part of the fun. I did not have a "camp name" as some of the moms did. I can barely remember my real name so having 39 girls call me some other name would just be useless. Miss Minnesota, since she helped me, had to pick her own camp name as well. Guess what name she picked? Margarita. You know, like the drink. Yes, that's right. My 8 year old chose an ALCOHOLIC DRINK for her camp name! Not a nice animal or flower. I had NO IDEA that she even knew the name Margarita, much less she wanted to be CALLED that name for her camp name. But once she said the name, that was it. So she was MARGARITA at camp. You should have been the wide eyes of the mothers when she proudly told everyone her camp name. I wanted to crawl in a hole. I asked her, after she had blurted out her "camp name" why she chose the name of an alcoholic drink. Her answer: I like the way it sounds. Daddy drinks Margaritas sometimes and he says I will probably like them when I am old enough to have one. Spoken with the logic of an 8 year old. I know that when my husband told her that she would probably like Margaritas, he was not talking about when she was 8. He was talking about when she was 25 or 26! But Miss Minnesota has always been a little ahead of schedule. Naturally, my 12 year old and her buddies thought this was SOOOO FUNNY and encouraged MARGARITA to tell as many grown-ups as possible. It was so much fun! Last day is today. I will report in again after it's over. If someone from camp did not HOTLINE me to social services. Then I won't be able to report until Monday.