July 4, 2011

girl of camp

I brought Kaylie to camp on Sunday. Just me and her. We had great conversations on the way there, about camp and about life, and I was glad that we could have the time just the two of us.

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We showed up right in the middle of registration time, filled out the activity forms, handed in her allergy meds, and headed to check out her cabin. She was a bit nervous on the way there, but once she stepped into her cabin, she was like a fish to water. She jumped onto one of the top bunks right away, set up her sleeping bag, and started on making a name tag for her bed.

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I stayed until she was cool with me leaving. As I left, she was already chattering away with her counselor and her cabin mates. I’m not worried about her at all being there. I am, though, worried about me being here all week without her. The house is so quiet and Liliana’s missing her as well. She keeps asking if Kaylie will be here in time to go to bed, and is disappointed when I tell her that Kaylie won’t be home until Friday.

We’ll manage, though. And, I had a friend update me via Facebook that Kaylie’s doing great and having a lot of fun. (Thanks, Dawn!)

I loved going to camp as a kid. I don’t remember ever being homesick, and since Kaylie is like my 9-year-old clone, I’m sure she’ll get through the week without being homesick as well. Just in case, though, we taped photos of all of us inside her notebook.

Is it Friday yet?

5 Responses to “girl of camp”

  1. I would have been terribly homesick at age nine. (I got over it when I was a teenager.)

  2. I went to sleepover camp for 11 years as a kid. Some of my best memories are from there…and I don’t remember every once being homesick. I can’t wait to send my two oldest kids next summer. Now I just have to pick a camp…hee!

  3. So glad she got to go! I was the kid who begged to go to camp in January, then once registration was paid I promptly began to cry in March and cried through until July when I was dropped off. I’d fake sick, beg not to go and even once unpacked the suitcase my mom has already packed me. Then my BFFT (Best friend for then) would arrive, I’d whimper and fight tears all the way to the cabin, stave off the ugly cry as my mom left and then proceed to laugh and have fun for a week. Then once they returned to pick me up and she’d give me this sorrowful look,( as if she felt like a horrible mom for leaving her sobbing 9 year old at camp) I’d laugh and rattle off how amazing it was…until next year.

  4. Yeah!!! Zoe is going to camp for her first time this summer too! zoo excited for her,I also went and LOVED it. Im sure Zoe wont be homesick either.lol
    Its too bad we don’t live closer, our girls are zoo much alike :)
    PS was looking through our yearbook and found the character that was drawn of us at Dry Grad……. I should scan it and send you a copy.
    Can’t believe its been 10yrs since then eh? doesn’t feel like it at all.

  5. I only went to camp once. But it was horse camp and I loved it! Got home sick, sure, but loved it! :)