Tuesday, July 22, 2008


C had an accident at summer camp. It was bound to happen at some point. Poor kid, made it to the bathroom but didn't get his peepee pointed in the right direction at the right time and boom! pee down the pants. Unfortunately, I guess a few kids saw that he had peed his pants before the counselor could figure out that for the last three weeks I have been packing a pair of extra pants in his backpack on the small chance this would happen. So Christopher is telling me about it and says, "They laughed and teased me and made me feel like a freak!". Um, excuse me, what did my 4 year old just say? Freak? Really now, he is growing up way too fast, he sounds like a 2nd grader. Of course, just like the dodge ball incident, I got all protective and was sad for my little guy. Chris was not so understanding and sad for C. He said, see, maybe next time you won't pee your pants, they won't tease you if you don't pee your pants.
The dodge ball incident was that they play dodge ball at camp. This is a completely new game to C. He told me he got hit in the head and his head hurt. I remember dodge ball and how much I hated it and wanted to get all protective. Chris told him, you need to get out of the way of the ball. Luckily the situation resolved itself the next day when C came running to me and tells me he knows what he was doing wrong in dodge ball, standing too close to the line. Problem solved without mommy's help.


Mommy's Nintendo said...

I hated dodgeball! I can't believe they still make kids play that.

Diario de Elysia said...

Poor C...he is having a rough week.