We’ve been planning it for months, and yet I was still not prepared. My babies have gone off to summer camp!!! One of the perks of teaching is that R and I are both mostly home in the summer, so our kids have never needed to go to camp. And I love that. I love that summer is down time, not rushing from one day camp or activity to another. But I also remember summers at camp as among the best times in my childhood – and I want my kids to have that experience too.
Enter Camp Roanoke, located just 30 minutes from my parents home in Virginia. Fletcher and my oldest nephew, Riley, are spending the week at sleep-away camp while Lola Gray and cousin Finn are participating in the day camp. And I am home in Savannah without children. It feels very strange . . .