Well, they’ve packed up their backpacks and hit the buses. Camp Mom for Spring Break is officially over. Louie sums up my feelings perfectly:
I just went around and looked at the detritus of the kids’ break. It’s not horrible — definitely not like the aftermath of Winter Break. This time, there’s only a little Catan game here, a little Hunger Games and Harry Potter there.
True, I haven’t toured the kids’ rooms yet to see what surprises are lurking in the dim recesses. And I’m not going to show you the laundry pile — it’s heartbreaking.
For the final days of Camp Mom, we kept the campers as busy as we could to try to outrun the bickering. Here’s a shout-out to my husband who, on a dreary, rainy Friday, took the kids downtown to Chicago’s Field Museum.
M and C thought the mummies were cool; E just thought they were disgusting, especially when the skeletons were visible. S kept the kids moving through the museum, stopping for food when their energy flagged and the whining started. They got home right before dinner — no one was hungry at all.
Later on, we had a movie night downstairs in our family room. The twins had never seen Indiana Jones’ “Raiders of the Lost Ark” and S felt it was high time to rectify that situation. M and C gave it a thumbs up; E felt there should have been less gore and more romance. Of course.
On Saturday, our neighborhood held its annual Egg Hunt at our little park. The twins were excited about getting candy — loads of candy — so they scored some dilapidated plastic grocery bags to bring home their haul. C even stretched out before the start.
They must have gathered something like 75 plastic eggs with all kinds of candy in them. We take our candy very seriously here.
In the afternoon, we saw Mirror, Mirror at the movie theater. No popcorn or movie candy necessary — the kids were too full from eating all the loot from earlier. I think they enjoyed it — I know E liked it a lot — and I thought it was pretty cute.
Our final day of Camp Mom, I’m sorry to say, was fairly quiet, although the bicker-o-meter ratcheted up a few notches the closer to evening we got. The kids played the Wii, ran Louie around outside and argued over who was cheating the most on the various board games set up around the house. Very low-key, really.
So ends Camp Mom — Spring Break edition. Join us again in a short two months for our Summer Camp — I’d better get brainstorming for new boredom-busters to keep in my arsenal. At least the pool will be open….