Tonight was Parents' Night and fun was had by all. We had front row seats again, but unfortunately they were downwind of a porta potty. Good thing this isn't smell-o-vision. Good thing I also know how to breathe through my mouth.
Before I give the deets on tonight's performances, I'll give you some juicy tidbits on the day's activities. She had music today which was most likely spent working on skits/songs. In Camper vs Wild they learned how to purify/filter water. Again. They took a bottle, without a bottom, but some grass, sand and rocks inside, and poured dirty water through. It came out clean. I hope no one drank it.
She had a comment-worthy lunch. She had meatballs, turkey (which she asked for but I did not believe she would actually eat), a cereal bar and a juice box. Unfortunately the fruit stick and raisins came home, as did another mystery apple. They mixed it up this time with a Macintosh instead of a Golden Delicious.
They also had Ceramics and painted the project they made last week. Let's hope this one comes home.
For Pool, she did not swim. She wouldn't take off the band-aid from her injured finger (which has regressed a little in its healing because, well, I won't bore you with the gory details but the nail is involved and it hurts). So she couldn't swim. No band-aids in the pool.
Now, onto the show. They sang a Banana Song. Peel Ba-na-nas, peel peel ba-na-nas. Cut ba-na-as, cut cut ba-na-nas. Eat ba-na-nas, eat eat ba-na-nas. And so on. We will await the Grammy noms with bated breath. I kid. It was actually cute, but I don't feel like typing out all the lyrics. You get the gist. I do have to say, although the TB2s are adorable, TB3's performance was a showstopper. Rocky Horror. Time Warp. With full face makeup. It. Was. Awesome.
Proving once again that Bumbo is most definitely Snuffy, he was another no show. Performance anxiety? No. I think I am being Punk'd.
TB4 did the Bazooka Bubblegum song and TB6 did Thriller. I wish I could figure out how to post video because the counselor had some MOVES. The kids? Not so much. Counselor knew the whole dance routine by heart. I made sure to get the him on film. He wasn't the only one but more on that later.
When TB8 came on stage, one of the counselors sat on the stage with a guitar. Swoon. Um....I mean....who cares. Ahem. I barely noticed. He started singing Hey Soul Sister as a lead in until the kids got the hang of it. Great voice, mad skills on the guitar. And cute. Um.... I mean....I barely noticed. Ahem. I was watching the kids. Yes, the kids. It's all about the kids. I didn't film blond dude strumming along the whole time. There were some kids in the frame too. I think. When I asked Alex who the counselor was she said....wait for it....Josh! He's Stinky Josh! Loves it. I bet Stinky Josh gets crazy camp 'tail'. I will have to black out this portion of TCR until Alex goes off to college.
When we were leaving, Alex was starving. So I asked her if she wanted some lemon chicken (i made piccata for dinner last night). Unbeknownst to me, Jeff ate it for lunch. Alex cried. A lot. She has never had lemon chicken, but all of a sudden, it's her favorite meal and her life is over now that she can't have it. This went on for a really long time. A REALLY REALLY long time. So I had to come up with something good, and fast. Well, on one of her kiddie shows, the big brother makes the kids Spaghetti Tacos all the time and Alex asks if she can have them every time. Well, there is a recipe online! (I wasn't sure if it was taco meat and spaghetti, just spaghetti, or bolognese or something.) Well, according to the website, a true spaghetti taco has meat sauce, spaghetti and a taco shell. I took the meatballs I had made for her the other day and the marinara, mashed it up into a 'sauce' and mixed it with some whole wheat spaghetti. Then I filled some multi-grain tacos with the meat-sauced spaghetti. To the brim. Guess what....the spaghetti tacos were a HUGE hit. She ate twogiant tacos, filled to the brim, until she was stuffed. Success! Lemon chicken? You are Spaghetti Taco's bitch!
This was a long recap--lots to report. Signing off now. Only two days left of camp--hard to believe!
Before I give the deets on tonight's performances, I'll give you some juicy tidbits on the day's activities. She had music today which was most likely spent working on skits/songs. In Camper vs Wild they learned how to purify/filter water. Again. They took a bottle, without a bottom, but some grass, sand and rocks inside, and poured dirty water through. It came out clean. I hope no one drank it.
She had a comment-worthy lunch. She had meatballs, turkey (which she asked for but I did not believe she would actually eat), a cereal bar and a juice box. Unfortunately the fruit stick and raisins came home, as did another mystery apple. They mixed it up this time with a Macintosh instead of a Golden Delicious.
They also had Ceramics and painted the project they made last week. Let's hope this one comes home.
For Pool, she did not swim. She wouldn't take off the band-aid from her injured finger (which has regressed a little in its healing because, well, I won't bore you with the gory details but the nail is involved and it hurts). So she couldn't swim. No band-aids in the pool.
Now, onto the show. They sang a Banana Song. Peel Ba-na-nas, peel peel ba-na-nas. Cut ba-na-as, cut cut ba-na-nas. Eat ba-na-nas, eat eat ba-na-nas. And so on. We will await the Grammy noms with bated breath. I kid. It was actually cute, but I don't feel like typing out all the lyrics. You get the gist. I do have to say, although the TB2s are adorable, TB3's performance was a showstopper. Rocky Horror. Time Warp. With full face makeup. It. Was. Awesome.
Proving once again that Bumbo is most definitely Snuffy, he was another no show. Performance anxiety? No. I think I am being Punk'd.
TB4 did the Bazooka Bubblegum song and TB6 did Thriller. I wish I could figure out how to post video because the counselor had some MOVES. The kids? Not so much. Counselor knew the whole dance routine by heart. I made sure to get the him on film. He wasn't the only one but more on that later.
When TB8 came on stage, one of the counselors sat on the stage with a guitar. Swoon. Um....I mean....who cares. Ahem. I barely noticed. He started singing Hey Soul Sister as a lead in until the kids got the hang of it. Great voice, mad skills on the guitar. And cute. Um.... I mean....I barely noticed. Ahem. I was watching the kids. Yes, the kids. It's all about the kids. I didn't film blond dude strumming along the whole time. There were some kids in the frame too. I think. When I asked Alex who the counselor was she said....wait for it....Josh! He's Stinky Josh! Loves it. I bet Stinky Josh gets crazy camp 'tail'. I will have to black out this portion of TCR until Alex goes off to college.
When we were leaving, Alex was starving. So I asked her if she wanted some lemon chicken (i made piccata for dinner last night). Unbeknownst to me, Jeff ate it for lunch. Alex cried. A lot. She has never had lemon chicken, but all of a sudden, it's her favorite meal and her life is over now that she can't have it. This went on for a really long time. A REALLY REALLY long time. So I had to come up with something good, and fast. Well, on one of her kiddie shows, the big brother makes the kids Spaghetti Tacos all the time and Alex asks if she can have them every time. Well, there is a recipe online! (I wasn't sure if it was taco meat and spaghetti, just spaghetti, or bolognese or something.) Well, according to the website, a true spaghetti taco has meat sauce, spaghetti and a taco shell. I took the meatballs I had made for her the other day and the marinara, mashed it up into a 'sauce' and mixed it with some whole wheat spaghetti. Then I filled some multi-grain tacos with the meat-sauced spaghetti. To the brim. Guess what....the spaghetti tacos were a HUGE hit. She ate two
i love the spagetti tacos
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