Camp, Again
posted in fathers |It’s the eighth time that Miss B has been sent to summer camp. Well, overnight camp at this particular camp- she had a few years of Zoo Camp and the like, day camps. And it’s Miss K’s first year sleeping at camp. We’ve gone and made them go the same week.
And in my opinion, the weather’s been unkind. Not hot, that was one extreme; so, no, it hasn’t been 100+ degrees. Miss B played in the water all that week, when it happened. Also the camp is under old growth trees and is pretty shady. It’s been cool, about 70 degrees and damp. It rained yesterday, it looks like rain today. It’s supposed to be mid-70s and only partly cloudy by Friday, and Saturday morning their camp is over.
I’m probably worrying too much. Miss B spent a lot of time building up expectations in Miss K’s mind, and I expect them to be unmet. It’s hard to sleep outside by the river when it’s raining on you. But Miss K is pretty resilient. On the other hand, she can be pretty rigid when she expects something to be a certain way. But no calls or anything yet, and it’s half through already.
The house is quiet without them. Still. 
