Remember When I Thought My Son Was Pretending He Was Sick?

You know… yesterday… Well, my friend had picked the kids up from camp and delivered them to my house. When I walked out to the driveway to greet everyone she told me, “the counselor said he was really surprised that you didn’t come pick him up. He seems pretty sick.” I hugged Alexander and asked him if everything was okay. Because, ya know, I’m still thinking there’s a social issue. And then there was this. Which of course reminded me of this.

We Didn’t Pass All the Interviews

Jane’s Outward Bound application is officially complete. Yesterday she had a ten minute phone call with someone from their staff. She stood in the courtyard at school on my phone shuffling her feet, smiling, laughing and saying things like, “I’m kind of nervous about that but I’m excited too.” and after a lot of yeses and nos she kicked her heels in the air, handed the phone to me and sang out, “He said to tell you that I’ve been accepted.” So Outward Bound is official and now I’m nervous about the …

Emotionally Crippling My Son is the Right Thing to do

Like Jane, Alexander is signed up for sleep away summer camp. It was a bit of a stretch to find a camp for him because none of his school friends are going to camp and the few friends we knew that we headed off to camp are going to the east coast. We settled on one that’s a short week, four and a half days, and as I wrote out the check my heart sank and my stomach was tied up in knots. I’ve fought against every maternal instinct I have, and I’m letting …

Jane Prefers her Wings

Jane was an early walker. She was toddling around my house by nine months, and on first birthday as I prepared food for guests she stood on my dining room table jumping for the chandelier. Jane is an athlete, but she’s not overly competitive, she just wants to play. Jane was happy in motion, and her motion has always taken her away from me. I’ve stood proud, watching my daughter assert her independence. We’ve given her roots and wings, she prefers the wings. This summer Jane is going on a ten …

Laundry is the Indicator

Jane returned from her sleep away camp a little aloof, but basically the same kid. She was tired and slept for about a day and a half. She made friends, and had a great time in spite of having neither hot water nor mirrors. Doing the laundry made me understand Jane’s week away from us. As I opened the bag, I was instantly transported back in time by the heavy scent of campfire. Glitter, horsehair and dirt fell out of the corners of her bag. It was camp, as camping …