Twas the Night Before.....

'Twas the night before Woodward, when all through the house

Not a gymnast was flipping, not even the gym mouse;

The gymsuits were packed in suitcases with care,

In hopes that the morning soon would be there;

The girls were nestled all snug in their beds;

While visions of saltos danced in their heads;

And Cabin Mama in her nightie, and a strong night cap,

Had just settled in for her last good nap,

When early at dawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the Pennsylvania we flew like a flash,

Tore down the I90  for the six hour dash.

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,

It's Camp Woodward, hooray, we're finally here!!!

 

 

And that's all she wrote, because it's 11:30 at night, tempers are running high, and I need my beauty sleep.  See you all on the flip side!

 

Safe journeys to all of you tomorrow...... so the adventure begins.

 

Stay calm and Flip On

Heather

oh yeah.. my apologies Mr. Clement Clarke Moore.