Our church runs a camp for inner city kids this coming week, and many of the middle and high school kids are volunteering, but Caroline has not done well historically with this camp environment, even with our own church kids there. Half of the camp is taken up with sports, the other half with art and dance, but she has never liked it, and frequently I have had to take her home before the end of the day because she would be close to meltdown on many occasions. My youngest two will be involved in the camp. I guess I will just have to figure out something this week for she and I to do together. My oldest had previous plans to go to NC with her best friends. Maybe we will go to the beach here a bunch, or paint a room. At least Caroline will have evening lacrosse camp to look forward to this week. So much for my week long break from all four kids. I'll try again later this summer when my oldest is gone to Scotland. Just one week with no kids at home would be amazing.
It is our anniversary and Father's Day today, and I must say that I have been under the weather, and so my husband hasn't been pampered yet today. I need to rally for the evening. No cooking out at the pool since Caroline won't show her face there. We were looking forward to lots of family bonding time at the pool this summer, but once again, we have to alter our expectations and find other venues. Manic and depressive episodes and mixed states caused by bipolar disorder have a hateful way of ruining previously enjoyed places and events for years afterwards, just one of the lovely aspects of this thorn in the flesh. I wholly believe in redemption, but sometimes redemption is slow to be fully realized, depending on the offense.
Happy Father's Day!! You deserve it!!