This morning, I went at 9am to babysit 4-year-olds. They're so adorable. I got along really quickly with Janet, and she's probably my favorite. She made me the bead bracelet, and she likes to teach me spanish (orange juice - hugo; strawberry - fraissa). Her and her friend (Corina) are really cute together, and I wonder if they'll always be good friends. Today was family day, and their parents didn't show up. I really wish I took Spanish instead of French; I didn't realize how useful Spanish could be until days like today when the parents would be muttering Spanish to each other and I would just blankly smile at them. Sue/Dorian is probably one of my other favorites. He's so little! Two of the other kids have the oddest food allergies, but it's so sad that they can't eat these things from such an early age. One of the kids can't eat pork, but I think it might be for religious reasons because his dad is from Sudan.
I can't believe my memory for names has deteriorated so much... I used to be so good at it before college and right when I need it the most, it just dies on me.
Camp Calvary itself doesn't seem to be too structured... the coordinators just tell us that we can choose what to go to, and that in the next three weeks that we have before the camp actually begins we'll be organizing the camp supplies and thinking up ideas. I don't even know what they want from us.
