So, this summer Erin attended a Summer Camp program and had a blast. As a working mom, I worry that she will miss out on having a "typical" summer of running, playing, socializing... or: Being A Kid. But, I have to say, I never had a summer like she has this year! Two field trips a week, art classes, Taekwondo, library time... Not to mention pony lessons on the weekends and endless hours of running back and forth between houses with her friends. Phew! It's been great!
A couple days ago, I picked her up, excited to hear about her field trip to a local Go Cart/Batting Cage/Bumper Boat facility. I thought it would be one of her favorite trips. Instead I heard the dreaded... Mom, it's not fair. :( When I asked her to elaborate, she hid her face in her hands and refused. Those who know Erin personally know that enthusiasm is one of her biggest traits. To see her drawn into herself had me concerned. What was it? She wasn't tall enough for the go karts? Someone beat her at putt-putt? So-and-so got to wear flip flops and she didn't? (oh, the horror)
I pushed and finally discovered that her camp counselors had (quite correctly) chosen not to allow her on the bumper boats because they had water guns attached. Really, more like water bazookas on steroids. It was fairly likely she'd get hit.
We hadn't prepared for the scenario - I hadn't discussed it with the teachers, hadn't made alternative plans, sent a bathing cap, etc. And since Erin has become completely averse to going without her processors in any situation other than bed and bath, she was stuck standing with a teacher, watching her friends have a blast on the boats.
My sweet girl burst into sobs once she told me. Doubled over, wracked with grief. It's not fair I have to have processors! she wailed. What is there to say? I bit my lower lip (keep it together, mom), reached back and rubbed her knee. Another mile or two down the road, she was done. Moved on. Can I play with Shelly when we get home? Puh-leeeassse! My sweet girl. Tougher than I ever was.
It wasn't the first time she was on the sidelines because of her equipment and its restrictions. I'm confident in saying it won't be the last. We won't plan for every scenario in every situation - no matter how hard we try. Unexpected problems will arise.
Mom, it's not fair.
No, Love... it isn't fair. But I couldn't be prouder of how you face it.
