Sometimes I kind of feel like everybody's mom, but oh well.

So this summer, almost a quarter of the staff here at Camp Maranatha hails from our household. Rachel and Shannon, being fourteen, were finally eligible this year to join Angelica and me.



They're excellent at barbecuing.



On a night when we didn't have a camp in, Josh wowed us with chicken and waffles.



The twins are good roofers, too. I was walking up to our cabin one day when I heard familiar voices overhead.