Dad Saves the Crickets

This afternoon I was in the country doing some clean up for our family's annual cousin's camp that starts in a couple weeks.

With 72 people in out though out the four day camp sleeping space is always at a premium.

A few years ago my Dad went all Bob the Builder on us and built a bunkhouse for the girls, nicknamed The Crickets, to sleep in.

It was much needed and much appreciated.

In the past the girls have slept on the floor.

It worked okay. 

I mean sure...

I did find this on the floor while I was cleaning up today just feet away from where the girls usually sleep.

but it had worked.

It's a good thing Dad was in the mood to build again this Spring, though. 

In addition to three sets of bunk beds he also built four of these:

They fold up against the wall for easy storage.

And then with just a flip of the lever and an unhooking of the the safety chain...

...Voila! More beds. 

So stinking handy!

And that scorpion?

It prompted this flurry of text messages:

At first I thought it was dead and I was excited because I thought it would be a neat thing for the campers to see. 

When I reached down to pick it up it began to try to sting me!

I've been stung before and it's not something I ever want to repeat. 

Snakes and scorpions. I'll do anything to impress those campers.