While kids are running amok all over this campground, they are leery of meeting new friends. They came with friends or siblings and they are sticking close to what they know. This is tough for my little explorers.
Up to now, Maeryn has had the most trouble with connection. Her first great friends were in Burlington at our temporary home church there. Jonah has found at least one friend in every campground. All but here.
It's not for a lack of trying.
He has invited friends over but parents are too scared to allow them to come and visit. There are no other full timers in sight. A couple of boys played giant chess with Jonah last night, but their mother hovered over them and swept them away as soon as the game was done. He's having a hard time understanding the helicopter parenting thing.
Maeryn has made friends with the elderly woman camping next to us, but it's not quite the same as a girl closer to her own age. She's planning a "Kid's Festival" and making invitations to the children she sees while she roams the streets and hangs at the playground. I don't have high hopes for this. I'm just praying that she isn't too disappointed if no one comes.
They did have some luck with the set up pictured above.
Maeryn set up a chair and her ukelele and Jonah set up the sand buckets as drums and they opened Maeryn's case to try their hand at some street performance (a passion of Maeryn's since Festival of Fools in Burlington). They managed to rake in $1.25. Canadian.
Eh - they'll take it.
My prayer for my children is that they will be able to make some real connections and some good friends. Soon.