I don't know if I measure Riley's successful camp experience by the number of letters that came home. By the amount of tears she shed when she spied me across a crowded campsite yesterday. Or by the pure joy in her voice as she told me all about camp and how cool it was to be a Jewish chick.
What I DO know is after years of trying to convince the girls that they needed to embrace their religion and be proud of where they came from, nothing could have been better than sending them to this AMAZING camp where they were able to "get their Jew-on" with almost 450 other girls who were just ... like ... them ...
Only two letters sent home during her three weeks of camp. Four LARGE loads of laundry already washed and ready to be put away. MAYBE ten minutes of peace in the house yesterday after picking her up from camp.
Posted by Jill at 11:32 AM