My kids went to day camp for the first time ever last week. I’d like to say that I was totally cool, not sweating it at all. I was not. I frantically picked fights with Nick the entire day before I had to take them. Even though I would be in the same building in the nursery for the entire duration and I was being completely ridiculous. But I’m trying to be transparent. I want my kids around me at all times kind of like this:
I guess you could call me “broody.” It turns out they did fantastically. Owen never once stripped down naked and Maisy Jo punched no one in the face. A success! Owen even learned this song: “My God is so BIG, so strong and so muddy there’s nothing my God can not do!” So, here’s some pictures, a true testament that my children can branch out without me and come to no harm.