Go for Launch!

It’s the first day of sports camp for Ax. I’m to dress him in a bathing suit and camp t-shirt and pack a lunch, small towel, and water shoes in a small backpack. He’s to wear sneakers. Last year he lost one sneaker the first week and it never reappeared. Last year he said his favorite sport was duck, duck, goose. This year, who knows?

Ax is really more of a tinker-er than a sports guy, but he does like to run around. Most of the science-y camps start a little bit older than he is, plus he’s got some friends doing the sports camp.

I could see him having a really good time staying inside all day putting mystery contraptions together and taking them apart. Building rockets and airplanes and spaceships and rescue helicopters and flying them around on various missions.

Ax also likes art. He’s moved on from his free-form abstract phase and is in his rocket-drawing period. His rockets tend to fill most of the page and be brightly colored, with wings on each side, fire shooting from the bottom, and rounded noses pointing straight to the sky. Ax’s rockets are always about to launch.

Truth, I’ve been dreading this day for a while now. Our old routine where he got lunch at preschool and got dropped off earlier and picked up later than he will at camp served me really well.

I could have kept him there since his old school goes all year but I thought he’d be better off doing something different. Mixing in with different kids and being exposed to something new. Maybe a new routine will be good for me too. I’m gonna make a PB&J and stuff a small towel into his space-themed backpack now. Go for launch!