Look. Ari went to camp today. Sob! The weather is going to be lovely and it’s a teensy group, which is ace. They’re going to stop for ice-creams on the way up. Nice!
I always feel a bit of a dull heartache when it’s camp time. I know the kids have the BEST time and it does GREAT things for them… but I get separation anxiety. When the bus pulls away, tears spring into my eyes and I feel like an elephant has sat on my chest. Then I go home and listen to the quiet. It’s a different kind of quiet than the ‘gone to school quiet’. It’s the not coming back for ‘2 whole nights quiet’. It’s possibly the quietest quiet you can get.
Sob.
xx Pip
Oh you are not alone – buses leaving are just the saddest – we're happy to have them go, but sad for them to leave
Oh Pip i know how you feel my two had there camp a few months ago it was sooo quiet & I couldnt stop thinking about how they were going.
I bet he will have the best time :))) Hope you do enjoy the quiet & lookforward to hearing how the camp went :))
Oh, I know that feeling! My seven year old had a sleep over at church on saturday. down the road- one night, in an adjoining suburb and I had a private sook. You are right, though, they have a great time and come home with lovely stories to share! x
Oh I remember the first time my eldest went on a camp! this brings it all back. Now I just worry about how I will find time to do the washing they bring back…
Tears springing to my eyes too just thinking about the prospect, you are right though 'tis a great thing to go to camp!
Awwww, You're the best Mum ever!