A Week Alone

This week Kendrick got to go to "camp" or "big school."  I signed him up for a Movin' and Groovin' Camp through Allen ISD that is held at an elementary school.  The first day he was reluctant--new place and new friends, but when he saw the name "Zander," he went right in.  Nevermind that this wasn't the same Zander he already knew.  He has had a great time and come home with some fun new noise makers.  I can't seem to get him to "perform" any thing he has learned.

In the meantime, Cavett and I have had some great one on one time.  (He has camp later next month.) We've done lots of chores and errands together with smiles, created a T-Rex out of Zoobs, did experiments with dry ice, read and learned lots of new words and had a fun outing with Dad at Top Golf.  I miss this one-on-one time I used to have all the time. 

One day when Kendrick goes to school full time, I'll miss that time too.  Point learned: savor whatever time there is.

P.S.-  Who says you can't go to a driving range in 4" wedges and hit a pretty good ball?

Separated

Cavett is in a sports camp this week at the Joe Farmer Recreation Center in Allen. Yesterday was his first day and I wasn't impressed....with Cavett. I got there when they were wrapping things up and summarizing. This was what I captured. He thought he knew everything and was arguing about the best way to dribble a soccer ball. (He was wrong.) Oh, what we will learn the next few years.

On the other hand, I have had some great quality time with Kendrick. It's the first time all summer. He needs this. I need this. Today we caught some time at the park feeding the ducks. I feel like I am missing out on so much of the "good, fun" of him, because either Cavett is constantly talking or drawing my attention away. Poor second children.