Summer Camp

Elina did a one-week riding camp this summer. Just a day-camp, but she loved it. I took a few pictures on the last day. Having ate, slept and drank horses in my youth, it eased my sore-spot in behalf of my animal-crazy daughter to see her there.

Learning body parts

Elina and Ronnie, the horse she liked the best.

She knows how to muck a stall, too.

In all fairness, Isak attended a camp, too. Because Elina's was a pricey one, Isak was able to go to four days of both soccer camp and basketball camp and still be cheaper. If you had to venture a wild guess, which one of those camps do you think our next-in-line Anja would prefer when her time comes? Pray for me that Julia cares nothing for horses, but follows in Isak's steps and loves soccer.

I have no pictures of Isak's soccer. I was not able to see him at his camps because it was during the month I went to school. I sent the camera with grandma on his last day of basketball, and here is the result: