Stop one: Dallas, Texas. Even though I’ve been to Dallas hundreds of time in my life, going for Camp Parties is different. It feels more like a home away from home when we get to see faces that we’ve watched grow up over the last several years. It is what gets me excited about spending summers at camp—watching kids grow up. Being the youngest in my family, I’ve never watched someone grow up and be shaped into who they were created to be. Thank you, Dallas families for letting us be a part of your kids’ growth and for reminding me of that January 25th!