Every year my kid escapes for a month. With his best friend in the world. What boy doesn't want that? He & his "bro" talk about camp all year long--I'm happy that he is able to do it & loves it this much. I think it is very good for him as an only child too. (Not really--he has a "brother" and a younger "sister") Boy do I miss him. I said this about my beach week--I missed him not being part of that--but I digress. Parenting has changed a lot since I went to camp.
This post was triggered by an email from my sister--she'd forwarded her daughter's "Weekly Camp Report". As I'd forwarded my son's. Yup--when I was in camp there was no such thing as a camp report--my impression was that the less my parents knew about what I doing or how I was doing at camp the better. Camp was the black hole of parenting back then. Send the kid down to North Carolina on a plane & wave bye-bye for the summer. "Parent Party-time!! WOOHOO!! No Kids!!" Well, that's my impression of it. How times have changed! Now every week I receive a letter from my kid's camp telling me what he's been up to--he even has to write a section. I love, Love, LOVE this. Since my son's letters are sporadic and sketchy at best (good, that means he's having a blast), this serves as a way to really know what's up. When did camps start this? Or have they always done it & I'm just being let in on the secret now. Meh. Is it a result of the "Helicopter Parent" syndrome? Does that make me a Helicopter Parent?? ACK!! I'm developing a complex....
Nah...I'm just interested in my son's life-- :)
Truth be told--I also like having time off being a parent--call it a bit of "Parent Respite Care". By the time I get kinda used to not having him around, he comes home & I realize how much I'm glad that I'm being a mom again.