Antonia chose to go to summer camp for 3 days this week, and this was the first.  Of course, I have a whole bunch of ambitions for my 3-day break: clean the floors so you could eat off them, finish my translation, indulge in some intellectual pursuits…  However, Mike got hold of me and we spent half the day in necessary financio-administrative stuff.  Tomorrow, we are going out for lunch together all by ourselves.

Anyhow, it seems that Antonia had a good time today.  She got home in time to have a bath, eat, and go to bed.  This is the first night she has wanted to sleep in our bed for months.  I guess she feels she didn’t get her parent time.   I kind of have mixed feelings about the summer camp – I would hate her to decide she wanted to go to school, because I think educationally and socially it is not a great thing.  On the other hand, I would be happy for her to spend more time with groups of children, if it can be reasonably free play orientated.