Camp!

Hello! It's me! We've had a big week here at Chez Snark.

C went to summer camp! Our local YMCA camp has a beginning day camp that is only 3 days long. I am a HUGE champion for summer camp as a former camper and counselor so I was quite excited when I realized he would be old enough for camp this year. They do have traditional camp for 4-year-olds as well, but I didn't think he was quite ready for that. Three days was perfect.

He was so excited! We got his backpack all packed the night before and he was very much looking forward to using his moose lunchbox he got for Christmas.

Husband was in charge of taking him to the bus. C marched on to the bus like a champ! He was ready.

Husband was slightly more hesitant about his day camp experience. I was half super excited and half "how is my baby big enough for camp?" M was decidedly NOT a fan of her best friend leaving her three days in a row.

His counselors were Peter Pan and Blossom. I don't really understand the whole "fake name" thing. (Cue the "back in my day...") But there you have it. C loved camp. They did it all, just like the big kids. Horses, canoes, archery, swimming, tie dye, s'mores but it was tailored at a speed for littles.

His group walking stolen from the camp Facebook.

Today they had a parent picnic so we could go see him at camp and oh I am so glad we did. It was so nice to watch him getting along, going with the flow and enjoying camp. When we first got there for the picnic they were still making s'mores. He was so excited for that. He had been asking for weeks if they were going to have s'mores at summer camp. He looked like such a big guy. We just sat and observed. It was surreal but so good.

He's the kid in orange. 

He made a friend named Leanna, she was a tad older than him. She marched him over to four square during lunch and he waited his turn in the line. When it was his turn, she went into his square with him and coached him along. And the older boys, who had to have been ten or older were so kind and patient. They gave him two turns just for being small. They encouraged him and gave him high fives after he was out.

He is now sleeping in his tie dyed shirt that he is so proud off, incredibly tan and exhausted from three days of fun.

On Sofia the First, the fictional Buttercups (scout) motto is "Buttercups Buttercups make some room. Buttercups Buttercups watch us bloom." And that is what my guy did. He bloomed. I am so proud of him.