Visiting Day at Camp!!
It was a LONG, seven hour drive to Maine. Dylan was in the back, asking, “Are we there yet?” and Rosie was jumping from the back seat to the front, and then back again, leaving nose smudges on every window and trying to curl up on the dashboard in the sun. It was worth every second though. We got to visit with my parents in New Hampshire on the way up, my Aunt and Uncle in Maine, Phil’s mom and many of his relatives…and then, finally, on visiting day, we got to see DANIELLA!!
Dylan has played it pretty cool over the last three weeks, since she’s been at camp. Don’t get me wrong…he definitely misses Daniella…but, he hasn’t cried like he did last year, or laid sobbing on her bed clutching her stuffed animals.
However, when he saw her for the first time, he lost it!
They walked hand-in-hand as Daniella took us to her bunk…
…and showed us her area which was surprisingly neat and organized! She told us her bed wasn’t made because it was laundry day and her sheets were being washed.
We relaxed for awhile in her bunk and met her counselors and some of her friends.
Dylan loved every minute of the camp experience.
He got a little taste of what camp life is really like when he took part in a special program for siblings of current campers. It certainly didn’t hurt that Dylan’s cousin Max (below), a camp counselor, helped run the program…they are like two peas in a pod.
He especially loved hanging out with Daniella and his cousins who are campers too!
On the way to Maine, Dylan said there was no way he would be going to overnight camp next summer…and now he says he’s definitely going! Go figure! We’ll ask him again in January and see what he has to say then : > I’m not so sure I’m ready for that…in fact I know I’m not!
After about 10 hours at camp, it was time for us to head out so Daniella could get back to her activities.
Needless to say, it wasn’t easy to leave.
There were quite a few tears shed…mostly by Dylan who clung to the bear Daniella gave him as we tried to separate the two of them. We tried to remind him that in just three short weeks Daniella will be home and they can go right back to arguing about who looked at who, what TV show to watch and whose foot touched whose under the kitchen table. He really wasn’t listening, though.
We finally pried him loose and headed for the car. Emotionally and physically drained, Dylan snoozed most of the way home…
…with Rosie right by his side.
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