His previous experiences with camp had been at his preschool with his Wee brother in tow.
Familiar faces, familiar place.
This time, however. Big Boy entered a world of young camp counselors in neon t-shirts.
He played games and had a swimming lesson.
I packed him a lunch.
At the end of the day, I got a fairly good report from the neon clad staff.
"You got him in the pool?" I say, incredulously.
"He didn't want to at first, but he did." says lovely counselor.
Oh, proud, proud mama.
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oh love the big boy ..sounds like he made a good start at big boy camp..proud mom but i'll bet a little sad too they grow up soon fast ..put a rock on his head and slow the growth a little bit..he he love all you guys
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