Friday, May 29, 2009

We are nothing, if not competitive

My friend Trish is the bomb. Activity coordinator extraordinaire. Last year, for our annual Sun Lakes campout, she decided to organize some competitive games to keep the children engaged and having fun.

And so, the Sun Lakes Olympics were born.
She ordered some trophies, dreamed up some games, and the kids had a blast. Last year, Chance won a trophy for catching the most fish, and Colton won a trophy for best time on the Ninja Warrior Obstacle Course.

Two things I should note here -

#1 - our Olympic Games are totally a Socialist activity. Every kid gets a trophy. And to ensure that every kid gets a trophy, the best kid in any given event may not win that trophy. We will manipulate times and rules in order to ensure each child tastes victory. So really, we are the Sun Lakes Olympic Games of France. Or something like that.

#2 - if you were one of the families who had the poor timing of being on the Sun Lakes play toy during the period of time our children wanted to do their timed Ninja Warrior Obstacle course, I'm sorry. Kind of. You were there in force when we showed up, but only a few of you had the gumption to stick through until the end of our competition. I guess we didn't push you off the slide enough times in our haste to beat the clock. Again, I'm sorry. Kind of.


In an effort to remain frugal and save the planet, we recycle the trophies. You must bring your trophy back to subsequent Sun Lakes campouts, and it is on the auction block for the best time of the current year - or the most deserving time, as the committee might say. This KILLED Colton. I heard about this trophy for 3 weeks preceding the campout. He didn't want to give it back. He didn't want to have to win it again. He just wanted it to sit on his shelf every day for the rest of his life.

We practiced the Ninja Warrior Obstacle each day. He would have me walk over to the playground with him so he could practice. He was determined.

Then he caught a fish.

And that dusty old ninja warrior looked like a punk compared to the glowing, sparkly trout trophy that was to go to the fishing winner.

It wasn't the first fish. It wasn't the biggest fish. But dang-it, that's about the cutest kid catching a fish we'd ever seen. So he got the trophy.
Chance, despite some health issues on Sunday, and missing the Ninja Warrior competition altogether, came through with a respectable prize for longest toss in the egg throwing competition. It was a LOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNGGGGG toss.

What a bunch of fun. Can't wait to do it again next year.


Neighbor Jane Payne said...

I don't know which is more fun, the way you posted this or the Olympics. You have the funniest wit. I love it...a'la games of France.

Cali said...

If that's not the cutest kid with a fish... them I'm not sure what is. That camping trip looked WONDERFUL. I also wanted to cry about the waiting up for your son. Not sure why it made me want to cry... I guess I'm just getting nostalgic for something that hasn't even happened to me yet.

Great posts Heather. Can't wait to hear about the Girl's Weekend.

Cali said...


I just saw your haircut over on Anita's blog... I LOVE IT. I made a special trip to your blog, just so I could tell you how much I love it.