|My brother pulling our childhood friends|
Summer camp. Day camp. Day care. Whatever you call it... I feel guilty sending the Kindergartner (soon-to-be-first-grader) off to spend his days there.
It is not like I really have a choice because he needs the structure, needs to be stimulated and they will provide it there. In addition, they will go swimming and on lots of field trips. Never mind, I am expected to show up to work everyday (as does the Husband), so sending him is not just the best option but a necessity.
I just can't help feeling a little guilty that he won't have the lazy days of summer that my brother and I had growing up. Then again, he won't also have the boredom that brought on the fighting and black and blue marks. Ha! Memories.