Written By Christine
Christine is a (mostly) stay at home mum to 2 boys and a little girl. Join her as she navigates life raising a special needs child and all of the trials and triumphs that she and her family encounter on their journey.Read Her Blog "Sometimes Holland Feels Like Hell"
I decided this summer that we would only do a few weeks of camp, spread out.
I found that the first week we were home my frustration levels would rise when I heard the words “I’m bored” or “I’m hungry”
The “I’m bored” was soon taken care of when I threatened to send them to camp for the rest of the summer. Every. Single. Day. We’d be back to the school routine. Camp starts earlier (9am) than their school does (9:15am). No staying up late, no sleeping in. I haven’t heard much about their boredom since I left the Parks & Rec book out, flipped open to the camp pages.
The “I’m hungry” has also been taken care of. I was sick and tired of asking them what they wanted and their response would be ”I dunno.” I took the open ended choice away from them and gave them limited choices with their snacks.
I was a little annoyed at first that I was once again doing what I do ten months out of the year. I was looking forward to not filling snack containers every night as I do each night before school. But the 10 minutes it takes cut up produce and pack it is well worth the elimination of the constant whining about how hungry they are during the day. They can decide what they want, when they want and help themselves. I know they’re getting healthy food into their bodies and they are getting an added bit of independence.
Plus now I won’t have to gripe about getting back into the school lunch routine come September…since I won’t be getting out of it.