This week M went to a sports camp through the local YMCA. I was worried that he would be scared and wouldn't enjoy it since it was something new. I told him that his best friend J would be there and another friend, J2 would also be there.
On the morning that camp started, grandpa was staying with us and he told me that M seemed nervous. I didn't notice it at all. We walked into a room to meet the counselors and M left my side immediately to go play with the two J's. He barely even hugged me goodbye, which I have grown accustomed to at pre-school...so I was a bit sad.
At the end of the day he came running in from the field screaming and laughing about monsters coming...leading the other boys. It was AWESOME! He had a great time and loved going the entire week. He was so involved and outgoing and engaged; he was never like that in the entire two years at Diablo Hills Country School. (I've got to think that it's a great thing that I'm putting him in a different school next year. Clearly, the pre-school was not right for him.)
Anyway, the point is, M LOVED camp. Good thing, too 'cuz I've signed him up for three more weeks throughout the summer.
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