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 Dropped my son off for a day of camp today (before the real week starts next week, since he's a first timer, they were offering today for newcomers and anyone else who wanted to come visit for a day this week).  It always feels a little strange dropping him off with strangers.  You just kind of let them go.  He didn't even give me a hug and I don't know anyone's name at this place or anything.  It still feels weird to trust strangers with him.  I hope he has a good day.  I feel a little out of sorts.  It's just as long as a school day, but it just feels weird, like what if he gets all his clothes dirty or someone makes fun of him or he's not happy there, and he has to wait until 4:00.  And I know, if it's a real big deal they can call me.  This is the kind of stuff I deal with. 

Not to mention I was in a rush this morning and forgot that he didn't have breakfast so he had a lovely nutritious breakfast of a Pop Tart and a "vanilla milkshake" in a bottle because they didn't have any small bottles of plain milk at the convenience store where we stopped.  Mom of the week today, I am.  Lucky kid though, he loves Pop Tarts and I generally refuse to let him have them.  LOL

We bought him a Skylanders Giants starter pack as a end of school reward and he absolutely loves it.  So much that he brought up Valentine's day again, when I had bought him that Star Wars dining set and he told me flat out that I should have gotten him something better.  Yesterday he said "I'm sorry mom, I just couldn't hold it in."  I feel bad that he still remembers that.  I gave him an awfully hard time for not being more gracious about that.  I guess we all remember certain conflicts or bad moments we had with our parents when we were kids though.