Questions from camp

My children returned from camp this morning. There were lots of questions, starting with mine.

-Dori, why do you have all your luggage with you when the camp insisted that you can’t bring it on the bus and  I had to pay to ship it?

I didn’t get a good answer to that one, other than she said that her department head told her to bring it with her. The good news: an early start on the laundry and we know the luggage won’t get lost. The bad news: I already paid someone to lug it to our doorstep (I can’t honestly ask for a refund when it’s not their fault) and I brought the compact car to pick the kids up. The luggage fit, but barely.

Then the kids’ questions started:

-Why are you late to pick us up from camp – again?

-Wait, you’re not crying because you love us and you’re happy we’re home?

-Can we go out for lunch? Can we have soda?

-What do you mean you forgot to feed my fish and now we have to buy all new ones because they’re floating in the tank?

-Why is the only food you have in the house salad, dry cereal and alcohol?

-Why don’t we have a microwave anymore?

-Why do we have to make up the 15 hours of piano and oboe practice we missed, and why do we have to do it all in four days?

-Wait, you’re sending us away to ANOTHER camp for a week, starting next Tuesday?

-So tomorrow we don’t get to sleep it? We have dental appointments at 9 a.m.? And then Zack is getting teeth pulled?

-Can we go to camp again next summer for second session?

It’s good to have them home.