This week, Connor got to spend 2.5 days at Camp Storer for Outdoor Education, aka 5th Grade Camp. They went on nature walks, studied lake water under a microscope, and practiced archery. Connor’s group didn’t get to go canoeing, since it was too windy, but other groups from his school did, which he found totally unfair.
Overall, he says he had an awesome time, and it was really fun. The food was good, and they measured their food scraps to minimize waste, just like I remember doing in 6th grade camp back in 1987. They slept in cabins with bunk beds — alas, he didn’t get a top bunk. His biggest complaint about his assigned cabin was that there was one kid who walked super slow, and of course that kid was assigned to be the line leader (which makes total sense to me, from the perspective of not wanting to lose anybody).
As for me, I had two glorious evenings free of parental responsibility. Evening #1 involved a mile run before dinner, ordering Chinese takeout via DoorDash, and watching several hours of YouTube. Evening #2 looked much the same, except without the mile run and with some sock darning during the YouTube binge. While I’d had grand delusions of being super productive during my “me time,” I’m also OK with having enjoyed some downtime.
Everybody was glad for Connor to be back home on Friday, though.
