Day two of camp…The drop off was even harder. We arrived at the park a few minutes early so I let Sophia play for a bit and then we headed to the line forming at the designated place for her camp. Sophia not only clung to me but she started crying aloud. I tried putting her down for her buddy to take her, but she clung to my leg. Her buddy didn’t want to be pushy and just grab Sophia, which is understandable and appreciated. I like that she let me make the judgment call. I literally pried the crying toddler off me and handed her to her buddy. It was similar to attempting to bathe a cat only without the claws. I quickly gave Sophia a kiss and told her I’d see her later and she was whisked away to be distracted.
I drove off to another nearby park to write up some blog posts. You’re welcome…please, please, don’t all three of my fans thank me all at once. Oh, it’s too much. No, really it’s my pleasure. Yeah, ok anyway. I sat in the car finally using my laptop in the way HP intended…on the road, unplugged. Of course, I just had to park next to the one person listening to some sort of audio bible about the rapture loudly with his windows rolled down. *twitch*
I went back to the park where Sophia’s camp was located about thirty minutes early and sat in the parking lot. I saw Sophia’s group pass by behind my car about fifteen feet away. She seemed rather ho-hum, but at least she wasn’t crying. At pick up time Sophia smiled when she saw me and raised her arms for me to pick her up, a huge improvement to the emotionless attempt at scaling Mt. Mommy as if being chased ravenous predators from the day before.
Tuesday:
Today…
I made a…Puzzle
I ate a…Bagel Slug
I liked…Craft
My day was… (in this part of the form the buddy circles one of three choices: fabulous, good, ok) Sophia’s buddy circled fabulous. I still wouldn’t say it was fabulous but certainly better than the first day.
Under comments she wrote, “Sophia’s becoming more comfortable at camp. She ate a raisin in front of everyone today and half a bagel!”
At camp they try to turn food into something fun for the kids. I don’t remember what they created for the first day but I know the food items were Bugles chips, string cheese, and something else that looked like Sophia’s taste. She didn’t touch any of that. On this day they made “Bagel Slugs”. A bagel cut into a half circle so that it can “stand” on the plate. Inserted in the bagel, two toothpicks lined with raisins and capped off with mini-marshmallows for the eye-stalks. On the sides of the bagel were broccoli florets and for the slug-slime, some ranch dressing behind the bagel.
After day two at camp…
Her camp art projects from days one and two…
I love the look on Sophia’s face. Chloe has a three year old attitude. She’ll look at you real mean and say “No!” The other night she angrily shouted at me “I love you!” I swear this kid is trying to kill me. When I try to get stricter and act tough she gets sassier. One day she actually said in response to being threatened with timeout “No!!! You bad! You go timeout!” and hit me. I need that British nanny. I’m one of those parents that I used to judge. LOL
Wow, except for the number of words that Chloe used, that was Sophia’s same response when I told her to stop doing something or she’d get a timeout. These girls would be dangerous if they ever meet and team up together.
Oh! and thank you!!! *snicker* You are lucky I’ve been out of commission or I would have beeen up your rear bugging you for updates.
Love the bathing a cat analogy. Been right there with Chloe. Very funny.
hahahaha I know! I stopped even checking my blog for a while because I was afraid of the number of comments I might have from you. I was actually a little disappointed I didn’t have them.