I should have known better. Classic rookie mom mistake. Shoulda just kept my mouth shut.
See, A is going to Boy Scout camp this summer for the first time. Overnight camp. For a week. No parents. He has never gone to an overnight camp before, never gone that long without one of us around, never camped in the woods. We’re trying to keep our own fears calm (things like medication and overexcitabilities and The Most Complex Child in the World©), mainly by not thinking about it. But the deadline is fast approaching and we have to get him signed up.
Oh, and we haven’t mentioned any of this to him yet.
Until tonight. He heard us talking about the deadline and stated quite emphatically that he was not going. We mentioned that a couple of friends from his current Cub Scout den were going and wanted him to come too. He stated quite emphatically that now he was going. Hurray! That was easy.
He asked when he was going. Over July 4th weekend, we replied. Oh noes! He can’t go then, he wants to be with us here in our house for our First July 4th Together As A Family! (In his defense, we hosted a Fireworksapalooza the last eight years). Mom! Could you come get me and take me back?
Oh, I loves ya honey, but not enough to drive six hours one way.
And again he stated quite emphatically that he was not going.
We have some work to do.
And I really have to learn to keep my mouth shut.