I drove to historic Portsmouth (an hour) to see the sites (and get my toes done). Everyone kept asking if I was related to “The Knapps of Portsmouth.” Even the hairdresser said, “Oh, I was expecting someone else - Amy Knapp of Portsmouth.” It was funny.
The bunk beds arrived and this is what they looked like. I wanted to cry. Then Montana stepped in and got to work. I call her Princess IKEA.
Ta Da!
This may look like a mess to you. But to the folks here at Camp Hattie, it’s your average par 5, constructed by campers, Anya and Montana. Clearly, they have a future in miniature golf.
Splash!
xoxo
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