I took Emma to camp this morning.
It’s her first summer camp. All week. With no phone calls home.
I’m not nervous about missing her. I WILL for sure miss her (should I mention I mailed her a letter Saturday so she’d already have one today?) but I’ve gone a week without her a few times so we’ve had practice.
I know she’s going to have fun. I never went to camp until I was in the 7th grade, but camp was my favorite week of the year after that. I loved camp. I can’t imagine someone walking away at the end of the week and just saying, “You know, that was a bummer of a week. So boring.” You are not bored at summer camp.
She’s with a great friend she knows. I’m not sure if they’ll be quiet for more than 30 seconds the entire week.
Her counselor seemed like a dream. Very down to earth and responsible.
The one thing I am worried about (ok, BESIDES the counselors making sure she eats gluten-free) is the basics…shower, brush teeth, brush her hair, put sunscreen on. It sounds so silly typing it out, but I realized in letting her go for a week how important the little things are every day.
Does she know how to take care of herself without a mommy going behind her reminding her?
Sure, she’s not headed off to college and 5 days without brushing her teeth would be nasty, but not deathly, but it really puts into perspective this whole mothering thing. It’s important what we do. One day they WILL leave the house and they’ll need to know how to do these things automatically, responsibly and well.
So, if anything, let my letting go be a reminder to all the moms that all the….
“Brush your teeth and remember to brush at the gums!”
“Let me get the tangles out of your hair!”
“Pick your wet clothes off the floor!”
“Don’t forget to put sunscreen on before you get in the pool!”
….are building habits of successful adults. Bravo, moms, bravo.