This weekend I’m hosting the third annual Camp Waccamaw for my great nieces & nephew and their pals.  

There will be nine of us. 

I’m SO psyched.  

In addition to Backwards Day (where we start off eating dessert and wearing our clothes backwards) and tie dying and swimming and canoing and exploring Venus Fly Traps (which live HERE!) and storytelling and playing games and having a treasure hunt –     we’ll be just plain having fun.

What’s your favorite Camp memory?