Family Camp at Procter Center

We’d been talking about it for weeks. When Anne first suggested it at dinner back in June, every hand shot up:¬†Yes! We want to go to camp! We filled out health forms. We pored over the packing list (yet still forgot a couple things). And then, last week, the day finally arrived. The minivan was fully loaded with duffel bags and campers. We took off! But first, we had to stop for lunch. For weeks, S had had a powerful pregnancy-craving for Chic-Fil-A. So that’s where we stopped. Gosh those fries are good. At the green and spacious Procter Center,