![]() ![]() Either there were so many songs in any given songbook that my favorites got lost in the shuffle, or there were too many maddeningly annoying songs that my kids insisted on singing ( Row, Row, Row Your Boat or Wheels on the Bus, to name two of the worst…in my (song)book anyway). ![]() Sure there’s Wee Sing and Philadelphia Chickens, which are great, but none of the songbooks on the market included all my favorite melodies. I have a tattered old songbook from back in the day, but it’s so special to me that I don’t want to risk my kids trashing it (it’s a spiral-bound songbook with onionskin-thin pages). Flash forward twenty years…and I want to sing those songs with my kids. There were a lot of great things about camp Krislund, but some of my best memories are of singing all sorts of songs, from classic Woodstock-era gems to silly kids’ tunes and even Psalms-songs. Once upon a time, a long time ago, I worked at a magical little camp tucked away in the mountains (hills, really) of Pennsylvania. ![]()
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