There were no calls from crying kids last night.  Possibly because it wasn’t Tuesday yet.  We told my nervous step son that he should try and stick it out until Tuesday afternoon.  If he couldn’t handle it after that point he could call us.  I assumed that if he couldn’t handle it he would call us no matter what day of the week it was, but tonight we will see if he took us literally or not.

We bought into a program that lets us send emails to the kids.  The camp prints them and hands them out at dinner.  I sent one to each kid today.  Best case scenario is that it gets a smile.  Worst case scenario is that they think I’m a doofus.  We shall see.

Fingers still crossed.

The kids have been at their summer camp for over 24 hours now.  At this point, as far as I know, there have been no desperate calls to come and rescue them.  I mean, it’s possible that Mom or Dad could have been in contact and the news just hasn’t reached me yet, but as far as I know… all is well.

Dropping them off was hard.  Damn, it was hard.  Jen and I were both a little watery eyed as my step son walked up the hill to his tent and my step daughter climbed onto her bunk and out of sight.  I have been set up with an account that lets me send email to them.  I haven’t gotten a chance to log in yet, but I definitely will tonight. 

I hope they are having the time of their lives, and I hope their parents and step parents can avoid going crazy worrying about whether or not they are having a the time of their lives.  My fingers are crossed.

After dropping the kids off at camp today we found ourselves a few feet away from Vermont so we drove to Barrington and basked in the glow of hippiedom for a few minutes before heading back to Keene to stop for dinner.

There was a nice little square that we strolled through. It had a civil war monument, a fountain, and a gazebo. Look at the close up of the fountain. See anything odd?

Why yes, it is full of soap bubbles. The question is, is it supposed to be like that?

The kids are at camp. Lights out was 39 minutes ago. I really miss them. I hope they are all right. My step daughter was acting pretty shy. I’m sure she has lightened up by now, but I’m still worried about her. My step son was having trouble with the whole being away from home aspect. I know without question that he will have the time of his life, but I’m still nervous that he’s going to have a tough time with the down time when he starts thinking about missing his parents.

We are up to 51 minutes after lights out and we still haven’t gotten any phone calls. I’m so proud of both of them. They are going to have a certifiable blast this week.

I packed up all of the things the kids were going to bring to camp, yesterday.

Yeah… Shoulda probably consulted the campground’s recommended packing list before actually packing, right?  Right.  That would have avoided the pre-7:00am trip to Wal-Mart.

All better now.

I think.

Now if we could just find a way to keep a certain nine year old from being terrified over the whole week at camp concept.  That’s starting to feel like a losing battle, but we’ll see how today progresses.

Today is going to be crazy busy.  My step daughter is at a sleep over.  I have to go and get her in a few minutes, then I have to take the kids to piano lessons.  Next it’s my nephew’s fourth birthday party, which is impossible because he was just a tiny little new born yesterday, wasn’t he?  After that it’s clothes shopping with my step son because he somehow doesn’t have enough shirts to pack for a week at camp.  Then it’s packing for the kids’ week at camp.  They leave tomorrow.  I am going to miss them fiercely.  After all of that we’ll probably be at dinner time, at least.  I think we’re going to need something cool after all of that.  In the back of my mind I have this vision of the four of us eating ice cream.  We shall see.

Wish us luck getting through everything!