Dance of Joy

When I step on the scale in the morning it better be 10 pounds lighter than I was yesterday.  I know I sweat twice that much today.  I don't do heat well at all.  For good reason.  It gives me a migraine, flairs my rosacea and makes me very uncomfortable.  But I desperatley miss my boys and for that I will stand in an oven for hours on end to spend time with them.

This beautiful property sits along the banks of the Truman lake in South Western Missouri.  It is hidden in a tiny one stop sign town named Iconium.  Ico as the scouts call it is home to the world famous Peach Nehi Floats.  Multiple trips during the ten day camping adventure are spent walking to town to feast of these divine creations.  

Family day is the busiest day of the year here.  It happens each weekend of the camping session.  Today was no different.  Except that the heat was excessive, the shade was scarce, and the wind was non existent.  Now, on to the good part...

This is our latest warrior.  Today Mac, our oldest,  became a Warrior at H. Roe Bartle Camp.  I am not sure what the whens and the whys of this is.  I do know he is in it like his father.  My husband camped here when he was kid.  For two years Michael has given up ten days of vacation, air conditioning and all electronics.  Clearly, I need to don scout attire or Indian garb to get this kind of time with him?

Lots of lashing and braiding is being done by our middle son Jerod.  Can you see him?  We tease him every time he wears camo.

Claire was such a happy sweaty sister.  

Toto made the ride...there was a small hiccup in the  arrival of Sadie Mae the traveling friendship bag.  Its okay because Toto is going to tell her all about it.

This is utter excitement for sitting in the heat ...can't you tell!

Again, I can't tell what this is other than the Dance of Joy.  Something about the history of the Indian tribes and how it relates to the growth and maturity of boys to men...yada yada yada.  

This is the mother and son dance of friendship.  Here we are walking the ring along with six other mothers and their sons that we walked in to  Kindergarten together.  

Here is a genius idea...let your husband have the camera and he can take a picture of your best side.

Such a touching moment to be there among the mothers of all these boys that just yesterday were in grade school it seemed.  The scouting environment is that of a family among our troop.  Boys that spend time in and out of our home tossing the football along with moms and dads that have mingled for years.  

 This is the comfortable temperature outside.  Claire and I made two stops on the way home.  One at an Antique Mall and one at a Flea Market.  We came home empty handed.  Not one thing caught our eye except for the fountain drink from Sonic.