I knew some of the girls, but the few I didn't know, well, let's just say, they won't be invited back anytime soon. We had several embarrassing mishaps. My daughter and her friends marched up to me grinning (first mishap) and daughter told me that she had seen a couple getting frisky in the grass so she had said (this child is very outspoken) "Get a hotel room" to which the man barked back "Shut up!" Oh, good heavens! We keep trying to tell his daughter NOT to talk directly to the people who she feels are doing something wrong! We tell her to call the cops or tell the ranger. But she kept saying, "But it was WRONG. It was SO WRONG." Ugh. Fifteen minutes later the Ranger drove up to our site to say that "somebody" had complained about unruly teens last night--they swore loudly and threw things at them. Well, I was up with them and that didn't happen, however that's what DOES happen when you tick people off. They retaliate. N. does have to learn to control her mouth and tell people in charge rather than the people who she feels are doing something wrong. I'm not sure if the Ranger believed me or not. Thankfully hub was also there and he talked to the guy mano-to-mano. But that wasn't the end. Near the end of the second day (yes, we had the campsite for two days--we weren't allowed to only reserve it for one night), two young teen boys came up to us while the girls were gone. They told us that the girls had been swearing at them and mocking them all day long at their family reunion. While my blood pressure skyrocketed, hub was able to talk to them calmly and he called the girls back. It turned out it wasn't all the girls, but two of them in particular and one in EXTRA particular. This girl was not one I knew well and was a knew friend of N's (and she is off N's friends list now. She doesn't go to her school nor does she live close, and I don't even think N. knew what she was like). So the girl confessed as she bawled, talking about how she has anger issues which she is working on and how she was just ****** off today. The other girl, usually a very good girl, had been pushed into it and she started crying too. Both girls ended up apologizing and going to the boy's campsite to apologize to their parents. I actually felt sorry for the difficult child--it's not like I've never been there myself. My hub was going to leave. He can't sleep on the ground in a tent--he has a bad back. But with all the drama, he did stay. And it was quiet after that. But I am exhausted. I told N. that her birthday next year can be in OUR back yard. We have a huge yard with a fire pit. We don't have a lake, but oh well. The pool isn't too far away. We paid to reserve the campsite and get aggravated. All in all, N. had a great time, I'm sure, but hub and I sure didn't.