So what in the world was I so worried about Sunday night?
Brenna has had a blast this week so far and has not wanted to leave when I pick her up. Ok, yes - so Mom over-reacted a little about the whole summer camp thing (see previous post). Can you blame me? This is all new stuff for us. Now I know.
I was a little worried about her all day Monday (okay, so I was obsessing! LOL) - wondering if she was having a good time and hoping she was behaving. LOL My friend, Mieree, went to pick up her daughter and I asked her if she could check on Brenna and see if she was ready to leave yet. Mieree called me and said that Brenna was having a great time and that she didn't want to go home. What a relief that was.
But seriously, what did I expect? That she was going to be sitting in a corner somewhere and crying for her mommy? Yeah, whatever. I totally should have known and I feel silly for worrying so much now. In fact, now I'm afraid that she likes it too much. I'm finding myself at the other end of the spectrum of worrying.
She loves, loves, loves staying at home and has always loved the fact that she's homeschooled. I would say that she is very proud to be one of the two million kids in the U.S. that don't go to school. She'll tell anybody that listens that she's homeschooled - even if they care or not. :)
So now I'm hoping that she's not going to think that this summer camp thing is like school and that she's been missing out on something fantastic. Sorry kid - it's nothing like school. Yes, it's at a school but completely different. You don't get to spend the entire time playing with your friends and doing crafts and going somewhere two days a week on a school bus.
I guess we'll have to cross that bridge when we get there. I just hope that we never get there. I'm sure that I'm worrying a little prematurely like I usually find myself doing.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
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