Summer Camp

Prior to the last day of school, I had a conversation with Spencer regarding the upcoming summer break.  My position (which ultimately is the position that matters) was that Spencer needed to have structured activity for a large portion of the summer.  Spencer's position was that he needed no structured activity.   I gave Spencer the option of choosing the camps for himself, provided he filled 5-6 weeks of the summer.  I suggested possibilities such as a sports or academic camp, as well as a theater camp that ran approximately five weeks and which Spencer's piano teacher works for as musical director.  In the end Spencer reluctantly chose/agreed to the theater camp. 

Prior to the first day of camp, I received an email preparing the campers for tryouts which were to be held on that first day and consist of singing, dancing and acting.  I passed this information along to Spencer.  He was not pleased.  "I hate dancing," was his reply.  In my car, on my way to pick Spencer up at the end of that first day, I readied myself to hear the litany of everything wrong with the camp. But I was pleasantly surprised to learn that camp "was pretty fun."

The five weeks of camp went by quickly with Spencer practicing the dance numbers and the songs.  He had only a couple lines so he did not need to work on those at all.  The performance was last week and was really good.  So now camp is  over.  Spencer said it feels weird not to be going to camp this morning.  He wants to go back to the theater camp next summer.  He has no recollection of me strong-arming him into going to the camp or of "hating dancing."  Weird.