Most of you may know that I HATE camping . . . . nevertheless being in the YW and being J's mom I felt it was what I must do. Just to get I ready, I felt I should get the old tooth extracted so it wouldn't act up during camp. That smart idea backfired as it ended up in a dry socket. Nevertheless, camp turned out great. J nursed the tooth every morning, packing the stuff in there to dull the pain. It was a spiritual high! I don't even recall the sweltering days and freezing nights.. . . just the sweet spirit of kindness and bonding between all the girls and leaders.