(scene opens in packed camp Trading Post, girls filling arms with last minute camp swag)
Me: (standing patiently in line) Did you have a fun week? Glad for it to be over?
Gamma: How long until I can be a CIT?
Me: Oh. That’s high school level Girl Scouts. (starts to stroke daughter’s hair) You’ll have to wa… Gamma, did you shower at all this week?
(mom behind in line with similarly grungy daughter starts laughing)
Gamma: (sighs) Yes, mama.
Me: (horrified amusement) Your hair is…crunchy.
Gamma: (eye roll and sass) Mom. It’s camp.
(more laughter from behind)
Me: (concedes point) I was probably flexible with my shower schedule at camp too.