Wouldn't Send a Dog...

This weekend we had a little project going on at the house. The nine year old is heading to summer camp in a few weeks and in preparation for it we are painting my old camp trunk. 

I told him he could use my trunk and theoretically I was fine with that. But...the next thing I knew he had pulled it out of the attic and had torn all my 'awesome' Vaurnet stickers off of it and was ready to make it is. I wasn't quite ready for it but what can you do. 

I didn't chose the paint color and even though I think it's cringe worthy he is excited about it. 

So...

Goodbye, Paula Wilson.

Stella was very vexed that she couldn't have a paint brush too. 

He was not very vexed about it.

In fact, he was pretty psyched to be able to paint and was not in the mood to suffer her foolishness.

Daddy gave in to her sweet stinking smile and let her 'help.'

"Weak, Dad...Very weak."

So, out with the old and in with the new and all that. 

Camp is going to be great....yep, just great. 

I mean, yes, the first time we sent him to sleep away camp was a complete disaster. But that was the really cruddy in town camp. The first night he called from a pay phone he had found at midnight - he was wandering around lost and scared. Apparently the counselors had told the kids, all age seven, goodnight and then left them alone to go party in another building. There were zero adults in his building! I called the camp office and the sixteen year old that answered basically told to mind my own business and that they were handling it. To my great shame and regret I did not go get him. We picked him up three days later and the look in his eyes was heartbreaking. He was shell shocked for months afterward. 

Seriously, I wouldn't send a dog to that piece of junk camp. And I'm not even a dog person!

So, this year when his cousins came back raving about summer camp he said he was ready to try it again. This time we chose a camp we've personally visited and know people that have been there. Whatever. I just don't want to get a midnight phone call from him saying he is scared. 

Although, that lime green color?

It's enough to give anyone nightmares.