Little Sioux Camp

Our friend Henry, my friend Ann's son, was one of the last Boy Scouts accounted for last night/this morning. But he is home safely and he is fine. All his camping equipment is gone. He came home in nothing but the clothes he was wearing and his Patrol Leader badge. His mother described the waiting with the other parents as "the worst lottery in the world." "Is it your son or is it mine?"

I made my kids sleep in the basement last night. We had "weather" all night and I did not want to worry about getting them up and to the basement in the night if I needed to do so.