What do I remember from my girl's camp days? I remember the year the theme was fairy tales and our ward chose The Three Little Pigs. I remember the young women leader who brought up real pigsnouts, because her husband was a butcher, and frosted them with pink frosting--they looked like those yummilicious, pink sugar cookies you get at the gas station or the store that you might as well glue to your butt because that's where they're going to end up if you put them in your mouth--then she gave them to us as we returned from our 5 mile hike. I remember dressing up like a tree and thinking I was pretty funny and catching pollywogs in my messkit--no I did not eat them. I also remember standing on top of Sunset Peak during stormy weather and thinking it was so cool that everyone's hair was standing straight up. Yes, those were days never to be forgotten.
Unfortunately, I will not be taking pigsnouts, pigtails, or pigfeet to camp because my husband works with papers and numbers which are not fun to frost. So during my no showering, s'more engoring week, I made these cute little cards that can be used for starting fires or smashing bugs.
If you know any young women who would enjoy some cute flyswatters, please feel free to copy.
