Visitor's Day

Thursday was Visitor's Day for the primary-aged groups at Camp Happy Day.  It's an opportunity for parents, friends and family members to shadow their favorite camper.  I arrived a little late as Noah's camp begins before Natalie's and by the time I had dropped her off and doubled back to Camp Happy Day, his P.E. class was already in progress. When I entered the gym, I found Noah making his descent from a 30 ft. climb.  And, he was just fine with that!  In fact, he was so comfortable with climbing - he was happy to head to the top again so that I could capture the Kodak moment.  It was awesome and a good boost to his ego to perform in front of his peers and me.

 

Fearless and Fancy Free

After P.E., I followed him to his speech therapy class.  He and two other campers worked with a therapist on idioms and I wouldn't be pulling your leg if I told you Noah seemed to be at home...maybe even enjoying himself during the session.

After speech he had arts & crafts and I worked alongside him to paint what will soon be a snake with movable parts made from toilet paper rolls.

Ssssss...So Much Fun!

Next, I joined him for his math class in which the kids each created their own cube as a tactile means to understanding basic geometry terms like base, surface, and volume. Prior to heading to reading, his last class, the group made a pit stop at the "prize store" to select a reward for completing their weekly homework assignments.

It's Hip To Be and Make Squares

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Keepin' It Clean

Oftentimes in our house, Natalie assumes the role of older sibling.  So, when I glimpse moments of Noah acting like the true big brother he is, I get excited.

Yesterday, I walked in on this conversation between Noah and Natalie:

Noah: "I'll teach you all the bad words,"

Natalie: "What are they?"

Noah: "There's hate and stupid," he says as he ticks them off on his fingers...Mom, what other bad words are there?"

Natalie: "You're not cool?"

 

I told the kids I needed to get the laundry from the basement.  I knew if enough time lapsed that they'd be onto something else and I'd be free from answering their questions.  

Anyone who knows me, knows I do a LOT of laundry...not because I like it particularly, but because the walk to the basement (my swearing haven) gives me a few extra minutes to calm my Mommy self down when the kids are testing my patience.  Needless to say, this has resulted in lots of clean clothes and mouths!