I'm not sure why I thought I could do camporee, a quilt show, pink scrap sewing and all the usual weekend work done all during the same day. Yesterday was a beautiful day for Camporee, a tiny bit hot and sticky, but sunny and gorgeous. I tried to talk Sydney in to letting me leave as her troop had plenty of adult supervision, but she really wanted me with her all day. I got her home and took time to shower and have dinner before heading back for the night shift with Anna's troop. Things started off well enough, we did the campfire and DJ followed by inflatable fun. Trying to settle the girls down to sleep was a bit difficult, but we finally got them to quiet down around midnight. It was 1 a.m. when the rain started. Shouldn't have been a big deal, but I was in a very leaky tent and spent most of the night trying to dodge falling drops and move my sleeping bag out of puddles. By dawn I was sitting up on a pile of damp sleeping bag soaked to the bone without a stitch of dry clothing to be found. I grabbed Anna and abandoned all hope, heading for home. I feel really bad about abandoning the rest of the troop, but I did head back later to find them all gone as well. The campsite was a submerged mess of partially collapsed tents and abandoned camping gear. We grabbed what we could and another family from the troop was nice enough to pack all the tents up and deliver them after the rain had died down. We've all been a bit wiped out since then, catching up on laundry and taking turns napping. Not exactly the productive weekend I had hoped for, but tomorrow is another day.