Every Monday my boys go to "camp." Nick started his first summer of State Farm daycamp. I love SF daycamp and was so glad Nick could go this year. When I signed Jay up all those years ago I signed him up with a friend but I didn't know of any friends (whose parents work for SF) I could sign Nick up with but I wasn't worried. Nick can make friends with a brick wall and sure enough he has.
I signed Jay up for a sports camp and again I want to stress it's only 1 day a week. Jay gets to play football, basketball, soccer and dodge ball (his favorite). I knew it would be an adjustment for Jay. He is my introverted child who loves the comforts of home. His first Monday was last week and it wasn't such a great day. Last night when I was putting him to bed he complained about going to camp the next day. I asked him point blank to give me a really good reason why he didn't want to go and he explained he didn't know anyone. I acknowledged his feelings. It is hard to go somewhere and be around a bunch of people you don't know but at the same time it's a life skill. As you grow older and become an adult this is part of life. You're going to be thrown into groups and situations where you don't know a soul and guess what......you adapt, you socialize and you make the best of it and who knows.....sometimes those situations produce life long friends. But try explaining that to a 10 year old boy. I told Jay it was good to get out of his comfort zone. His response, "But I don't like getting out of my comfort zone." Being a parent is hard and his words tugged at my heart. I was a lot like Jay when I was a kid. My mom forced me to do things out of my comfort zone and as an adult I thank her for that - as a child, not so much. I have a hard time acknowledging things that I do well but getting to know people and taking chances are things I'm pretty good at and the gentle encouragement I got from my mom all contributed to that - which is exactly what I'm trying to do for Jay. I admit, I almost caved last night but I held firm and I'm glad I did. We prayed together that at least one child would reach out to him and guess what........that's exactly what happened. Jay said he had a good time and made friends. His one complaint......"Mom, next week pack me more drinks!" Happily noted my dear boy!
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