He Survived!

He survived!  

Or should I say I survived?

6 boys shared this mess....I mean tent.

Family night.  We all drove up for dinner.

Josh showing Sam and Lucy around.

I'm so glad he's home.  

We sure missed him around our house this last week.

The night of the wilderness survival was torture for me.

I lay in my bed, tossing and turning all night, praying for his safety.

Wilderness survival is where the scouts go away from camp (a mile or so), build their own shelter and sleep in them for one night with no leaders.

He told me later that the only bad part was the giant beetles crawling everywhere.  He and his scout buddies got maybe 1 hour of sleep.  

He also gashed his finger open during woodwork class and had to visit the on-site medic.

And I only have to endure this worry (3 boys times 5-6 years of camp and/or high adventure) about 14-18 more times.  Yippee.