your mom
your dad
tops off
chicken kiev
pancake tuesdays (and Richard yelling "girls! pancakes, girls! get up!")
next level shit
shit your pants material
fighting over the last wonton
afternoon popcorn snacks
morning debates
family breakfast
group toothbrushing time
the thunder bucket (and the fight over cleaning said thunder bucket)
drinking games that involve moonshine and guinea pig bones shaped like foxes
being made fun of for calling my "torch" a "flashlight"
Spike (and the pigs)
and...the Captain and my fellow volunteers, of course. i can't think of anyone else i'd rather have spent two weeks digging a hole with.
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