Few things make a parent happier than knowing that your child is having a good old time at camp. This year should have been the summer to make up for the lack of camp in 2020 (I feel like the universe owes all of us, right?!) but I was just a little dubious given Max's infatuation with Los Angeles. The smaller challenge: he thought the camp food isn't great (read: they don't offer steak or sushi). Still, in recent years he's had the time of his life there.
Max got an L.A. fix courtesy of Dave before he went off to camp. And yes, I felt good about Covid safety because he's vaccinated, every single person at camp got tested before they arrived and there will be more testing. Within a day of Max's arrival, we had glorious proof that he was ecstatic: Facebook photos and videos of Max gleefully dancing up a storm. Dave watched the videos again and again. "Wow, he is booogeying!" he said in awe.
It's been said that some of the best learning happens outside the classroom. That couldn't be more true for camp. Besides perfecting his dance moves, Max gets to try new activities, socialize with peers in a way that he doesn't otherwise, regularly practice swimming and flex his independence.