On Monday, Amelia had her first day of camp!
I was so nervous about it. She has to ride on a bus by herself to camp and we have never been a part for 9 hours. I thought about canceling it but it’s just too hard to work on opening up our club while taking care of a 3 year old. So yesterday she went on a bus to a different county.
When the bus came, she walked on by herself and didn’t even say bye. The second her bus was out of sight I cried. I am so proud of her but it’s just so scary being away from your kid. It was really hard for me to not call the camp multiple times that day. Luckily, I was able to control myself.
At 5:30pm, her bus arrived and I saw her counselor say she had to get off the bus and go home and guess what she did? She cried hysterically! She screamed, “I don’t want to go home! I want to go to camp!” It was cute and I was happy she had fun but part of me was like, “Seriously, You get to go back to camp tomorrow can’t you be happy to have dinner with old mom and dad?”
When we got home she calmed down. She told us about how she learned about a new sport called hockey and got to go swimming twice! She made a lot of friends and loves her counselors. It was reassuring to listen to her joyfully talk about her day.
I am really proud of her but it’s also shocking to believe that she is old enough to go on a bus to a camp in a different county!