
the worst that's happened is he's gotten over-tired from not napping as long as he does at home and not going to bed any earlier than usual. and the 93 freakin' degree weather hasn't helped. yesterday he got droopy and a little sad, but i think it was really the heat and his fatigue talking.
his teacher said, "he's the perfect camper!" he's the youngest one in the group so she was thinking he'd probably stay close to her side, but he prefers to be with the other kids exploring and doing whatever they are doing. when i picked him up the first day i expected a big hug-filled reunion. but, he was sitting on his towel (like all the other kids) eating a popsicle. he looked up and said, "hi mommy! i'm having a POPSICLE!" and he didn't budge. no running for hugs. no "i missed you!" it was disappointing on one level because I NEEDED the hug, but it was also. . . awesome to see how capable he was of having a good time without me. he was fine. he napped there. he went potty there. (came home yesterday with NO dirty undies!) he went swimming. helped make snack. and yesterday he even rode a pony and then was shown how to lead the pony with another child on it. he's not even 3 yet!
yes, i am proud. and relieved. and happy for him. in the meantime hubby and i got a little time together and i got to get a LOT of work done on my summer job as activities coordinator for a student exchange program. and i even snuck in a swim at the lake yesterday. so, it's all good. my baby's growing so strong. i couldn't be more happy for him.