Can You Tell The Difference?

This past weekend I had the pleasure of spending an awesome evening with 6 new friends...4 of which had "special needs". We embarked on our journey in Mt. Pleasant, loaded down with sleeping bags, tents, s'more ingredients and whatever else we could stuff into the big white truck.
The nerves and excitement built as we headed up Hwy 17. We made a quick stop for crickets at Seewee Outpost and got to our campsite as the sun was setting.
Mike and John started setting up the tents with Laura providing "helpful advice"! Robert and Andrew checked out the lake, while Amythest and I started dinner. Donnie arrived a short while later with our 2 boys, Kendrick and Jake. He helped Amythest bait her hook with the sacrificial cricket...within 5 minutes she reeled in a fiesty little Bream! Her very first fish!
Andrew and I took a trip around the lake in a canoe, he was so strong as he paddled that we kept drifting into the bank of the lake...the fact that I was laughing so hard that I couldn't paddle on the other side didn't help the situation!
Amythest helped me get dinner on the table as we all sat down to eat. Donnie said the blessing and everyone said "Amen" as they shoveled the spaghetti into their hungry mouths. We got lots of compliments on the food but eating outside always makes food taste better.
We cleaned up and made our way over to the fire that we had built earlier. We went through an entire bag of marshmallows in 30min. The crowd was awed by Andrew's roasting skills as he put the entire s'more assembly (graham cracker, chocolate, marshmallow and all) on a stick and roasted it. We laughed, told scary stories and fell into our tents as the remaining crickets chirped their thanks at having not become fish food.
We were a family, enjoying a night outdoors, each with our own special gifts and special needs, each helping one another when we needed it.

So, who had "special needs" and who was "normal", can you tell? We couldn't either.