My daughter, Ella just graduated from Pre-K yesterday and now she’s headed for Kindergarten. She’s super excited and we’re very proud, but before that first day of school we all have to survive the summer.
Here’s what’s scary about this whole Summer ordeal for a parent; your child’s been learning so much, penmanship, geography, studying numbers and letters to create a base for reading and more sophisticated math skills to be learned in the future. We have to make sure that none of those skills are forgotten, we also have to try to bridge the gap before Kindergarten begins by focusing on any areas that were challenging and needed more in-depth study time during the school year.
Now is that time!
The problem is that we’ve become comfortable with our routine, doing homework, incrementally focusing on those needed areas with what little time we had and then a story before bedtime! I squeezed in my projects (writing, exercising, singing, etc.) when I could, but time was always a luxury!
Now with constant requests to go to the beach, the zoo, the Children’s museum, Chuck E. Cheese, I’m afraid there won’t be any time left. If I say “No” to those requests, it means I’ll have to think up some other kind of fun activities (some of those photos are featured)- This is parenthood, I know!
Those things will be squeezed in with the very important, daily things I have to do, like working, cooking, cleaning, washing the girls’ hair (a tedious task), reading together and cuddling.
Enter the all-American summer camp!
We are, like many parents, contemplating sending our daughter to Summer camp, we have the option of one, two or three consecutive 2-week sessions offered by her school from 9- 4pm, M-F. Tempting, right?
I can keep focusing on my projects for a portion of that time (when my 20 month old cooperates, that is.) And I will theoretically have energy to help her focus on those necessary areas of study, in the afternoons when she gets home.
So the question is, why should I feel the least bit guilty? It takes a village to raise children, right? And we could all use some help from time to time, but I do still feel slightly guilty.
Am I the only one?
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