So, I was right about something. That Daddy Camp was not going to be a euphoric jaunt through golden fields, holding hands, and reflecting on the shape of clouds. The only whining would be when we would eventually have to stop doing math flash cards.
At this moment, the kids are sleeping with mosquito bites all over them from our trip to a forest preserve. I yelled at Bunny because she wouldn't execute my morning workout with seriousness and vigor. And JD is already begging to be sent to day camp.
In fact, we have had a lot of fun so far. Our trip to the forest preserve was awesome. We trudged through mud and battled swarms of mosquitoes. We saw butterflies and dragonflies. We have worked out every morning, and have had fun doing it. By the end of the week, we will have seen both Grandmas. And, while things haven't been perfect every moment, I am not sick of it.
We have a lot to look forward to all summer and that is probable helping. There are constant outings and trips. I am flexible with the kids while maintaining a certain amount of structure. In short, I think the three of us have started summer in a really positive way. It's the way that could lead to a very fun, memorable summer.