This week I’m working at a skateboarding summer camp. It has been pretty interesting to say the least. Here is an example of a conversation I had today.

6 year old: “Can I call you Poopy Nose-Hairy Ear?”
Me: “Why would you call me that?”
6 year old: “Because I don’t like the name Melissa, I like Poopy Nose-Hairy Ear!”

This week I have also been told about poop being stuck in a boy’s butt hole, asked to pick a stuck wedgie and had boogers flung at me. I spent many hours dreaming about Ballet Camp and Princess Camp.

But it hasn’t been all bad. Today I taught a little boy how to “Drop-In”. Before Monday I had no idea what a drop-in was and I absolutely don’t ever plan on trying to drop-in myself. The look on the boys face when he was finally able to do it all by himself was ALMOST worth the boogers, but not quite. Good thing tomorrow is Friday and the last day of my stay in Skate Camp, although I have a feeling I’m going to miss it.