Every night during the months of July and August he comes home and excitedly tells us all about his adventures in swimming, sports, cookouts, woodworking, ceramics, photography and go carts. His little sister is always a captive audience. She listens intently, with wide eyes and then sadly laments, “I wish I was old enough for camp!”
This summer has been my son’s first-ever camp experience. He’s only six years old so The Hubs and I opted to have him go to a local day camp that caters exclusively to younger children. He’s there five days a week and it’s a full day program, from 9 am to 3 pm. He was a little apprehensive at first — learning the new surroundings & making new friends — but I can totally tell that he loves it.
How can I tell?