Yes, we are. Camping with the whole class from school. no idea how many kids. In the mountains. Not a camper here, at all. I have a theory. I don't go where the animals live. That is their home. I don't expect them to be happy if I come there. I expect them to be angry and come and bother me. I don't go in the ocean. That is where sharks live. That is their home. I look like a seal to them. They eat seals. Fair enough, they get hungry, I understand that. I live here. I appreciate if they don't come here. But if they come here they should expect me to bother them.
Two nights three days. Thank God there are little cabins. I assume there will be campfires with songs and smoke. I assume there will be nature hikes in the animal's homes and that the bugs, snakes and whatever other creatures will be mad that we are there. I expect camp food.
And no internet or cell service so if Michael comes out of the lake with that mask we are definitely screwed and I will probably just throw myself at him to get it over with because I HATE jump scares, surprises and suspense.
My daughter gets scared at night, IN.OUR.HOME. I am going to haul her weighted blanket up there for her and obv taking all her meds. I am in charge of a girl's cabin. What, what have I done??!!
Flippant and not learning from behavior consequences...
Who qualifies for a 504 or iep? How to be prepared for the meeting with the school about this
adhd as a child, now an adult 
Constant teacher/staff issues
