It's been a month since Ellie and I picked Grady up from camp and I thought some of you would like to know how it went. It started out really well with a cute picture from his mother's cell phone as he unloaded his stuff from the car and stood triumphantly on the deck at Woodland. My wife and mother-in-law helped him get situated in his cabin (which was a real train car) and slowly and subtly disappeared from view as he went to the pool for a swim.
Apparently he had the idea that his mother was staying with him there at the camp, and upon awaking the next day realized that she was not there. According to his camp dad he was a bit weepy and clingy but he manged to participate pretty well.
Then came night # 2 and my little man had a hard time getting to sleep. A big thanks to his camp director, Vangie, who treated him so well and was successful in getting him to sleep that night. Early the next morning we received a phone call from Vangie who promised Grady he could talk to us if he went to sleep. He was ready to come home and we were just about to walk out the door to get him. It took us about an hour to get to Temple and the campground. But when he saw us he was excited and it wasn't long before we were in the car and headed home. We stopped for some lunch on the way home at Arbor Place Mall and a little playtime.
All in all, it was a great experience for him and I think he'll be ready for another go-around next summer. As for his parents . . . my how time flies and babies become little men and before long . . .oh I'd rather not think about it.