I was asked to make breakfast the first day of Family Camp.  So I packed up some homemade granola, homemade yogurt, some English muffins made by a Cameroonian friend of ours, several cartons of juice, mangos (it's mango season so we have to take advantage of it), eggs, and jelly.  

Other ladies took their turn making either breakfast or lunch or dinner.  We had yummy things like lasagnia, taccos, and pizza cooked over the grill. 

Then one night we built a bonfire and made smores.  When we were winding down on the smores someone started singing and we all joined in.  We spent the next hour singing every song we could think of.  Things like "There Is Power In The Blood", "I'm Saived, Saived, Saived", "All Hail The Power Of Jesus Name" and many, many others.  It was a wonderful time.

On Thursday night, after our final teaching session, we had a dessert event.  There were cakes and cookies and bars, plus popcorn.  We all ate more than we should, but it was so good.  And we talked and talked until late.  We finally broke up and headed for bed.  The following morning after our last breakfast, we loaded the cars and headed down the mountain.  Our sixth Family Camp was over. Family Camp has been going on for a lot more years than that, but we were not part of it in the early years.