When I was a kid, I didn’t go to summer camp. I went to abuelita’s house. And this was fine with me because there were cousins for playmates, bikes to ride and plenty of trees to climb.
Things are a bit different for my girls. One set of grandparents lives 3 hours away. And the other has yet to retire. So what is a working mom to do? Why summer camp,of course.
There is only one small problem…my oldest daughter hates it. She recently came in to show my an article in a magazine she was reading. According to their survey of tween readers “53% of kids do not like going to summer camp.” Grrr…can’t a publisher help a mom out. ”Well, 53% is little more than half,” I replied. “That means the other half of kids DO enjoy summer camp.”
For the time being, summer camp is a necessity. And so at the start of every summer, I frantically text other moms to see if and where they are sending their kids. I sit on the floor with heaps of brochures, a calculator and a calendar. Daunting, isn’t it?
This summer was a little shorter than most. We head back to school on Friday, July 25th. And my girls are excited to get back to their schools, friends and amazing teachers. For myself, well, I have to admit, the end of summer is a bit of a relief and I will happily discard the summer camp forms and brochures until summer comes around again.