Camp is GOOD

It is summer and my kids are in a camp this week.

I think I am supposed to feel guilty about that, but i'm not sure why.

Some people may never understand why I don't feel guilty, so I will explain.

~ No, I am not going to a "paid job" everyday, yes, I chose that life, but isn't that WHY they need camp? Or maybe more like why I NEED them to go to camp? Because I spend so much time hiding in the bathroom from them, that I need someone else to watch them for a change? For some SANITY.

~ We have PLENTY to do around here, don't get me wrong... crafts, pool, movies, but when a daily activity consists of telling the children to go count mufflers in the street, then it's time for them to have some fun elsewhere. This means I am either out of meds, or... Well, it usually just means I am out of meds.

~ Each person only has so much they can put up with on a daily basis and mine runs out at about the 20th sibling fight. I mean SHIT! How can you find THAT MANY things to fight about!
So what if you brother is chasing you around the house with YOUR Mardi Gras spear! It will just bend when it hits you in the eyeball anyway... it's not like its REAL, sheesh!
And besides, you need to be lucky you even HAVE one! You know how hard it is to catch one of those things?!
Who cares if your sister is drawing a tiara on your bug/electric/water/what the hell are these things, type, pokemon card.
No really, WHAT ARE THEY!!!

I. HATE. POKEMON.
There I said it.
Don't judge me.

~ "You are so lucky, you have a pool! That should keep them busy during the summer."
Yes, I am lucky.
Thanks.

But unfortunately,

A POOL IS THE PASSAGEWAY FOR THE DEVIL TO ENTER YOUR SOUL!

Oops, ha, Sorry bout' that.

Anyway, yes, the pool. The lovely pool. (twitch)

It is great to have IF they had never invented GOGGLES!!!

GOGGLES ARE SATAN'S SUNGLASSES!

They account for AT LEAST 80% of the summertime fights!
"Mommy, I can't find my goggles!"
"Mommy! Carly has my goggles!"
"Mommy, Mommy! my goggleeeees don't fiiiiiiiit!!"

Getting annoyed yet??

Good, then let me keep going so you can get the FULL effect.

"Mommy! My goggles are at the bottom of the deep end and I can't get theeeeeeem!"
"Mommy! The goggles are hurting me!"
"Mommy! My goggles are the blue ones!"

"MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY!"

Ah, yes.
Why don't I just look for the good in the situation you say?
At least I have a pool.
At least I have children.
At least I get to stay home with them.

Oh, I do. I do ALL THE TIME.
I have to.
That is why I write.

To laugh it all out, let it go, and be a better Mom because of it.
It helps me to see the good.

So here is the good in this one...

Camp is good.

Camp helps THEM. Camp helps ME.

I stratigically spread it out during the summer for this reason.

Because when I pick them up today, my love for them will be renewed. My sanity will be restored. The house will be cleaned (but probably not).
And it will give me time to gather up all of the goggles so I can put them in the trash can.

And when August comes and my last child goes off to Kindergarten,
I will be on here again, balling my eyes out, wishing that the summer never ended.
Wondering where the time went.

Oh the irony.

Motherhood....

WHOA.