Sleepaway Camp: The Adventure Begins

kidwithsleepingbag“So, do I put my deodorant on in the shower?” My almost nine year old son Daniel asks me. He’s more excited about the deodorant he’ll get to use at sleepaway camp than anything else. Sure, the lure of complete independence and the promise of adventure is in there. But right now, it’s all about the deodorant. And not just any old deodorant. It has to be Axe. As does his body wash and shampoo.

Why Axe? Has he somehow seen the commercials where nerdy guys spray it on and are instantly covered in hot women? It’s more likely that his older cousin, the very definition of cool to Daniel, has the same products strewn about his bathroom.

Unfortunately, I suspect he’s going to smell more like a French prostitute than a babe magnet. But I’m sure he won’t be the only one. And at least he’ll be a happy, deodorant-wearing prostitute.

In addition to his toiletries, the to-buy-for-camp list is long and complicated and I’ve spent the vast majority of the past few days going from store to store feeling like I’m on a treasure hunt. Do you have a bunk bed hanging thingymajig? You do? Awesome. This travel soap dish isn’t connected and I know he’ll lose the top the second he opens it. Better go to another store. Goggles, sunglasses, five swim towels, five bath towels, three hundred shirts, fifty pairs of shorts, a clip-on fan. Check.

It’s not hard exactly. It just challenges my organizational skills at the same time that it makes me feel like my little boy is moving out. Should I buy him some Ikea furniture to take along? Isn’t camp supposed to be roughing it? One outfit that you wear until it’s moldy and stinky? Sunscreen, bug spray and you’re done?

I also can’t imagine that my sweet boy knows the difference between a swim and bath towel or cares. Or that he’s going to fold anything into neat stacks. More likely, he’ll just ball up his clothes and shove them into a cubby and pull them out at random.

I worry that he can’t get along without my help. But I know he’ll be fine and will probably thrive without my overmothering. He’s excited and ready for this, desperate for some measure of independence. And while I silently freak out, I’m equally thrilled for him. I just hope he remembers to put on underwear and doesn’t use his deodorant as his shampoo.

6 Responses to Sleepaway Camp: The Adventure Begins

  1. stu June 17, 2013 at 2:00 am #

    Axe is where its at. Just wait abercrombie cologne and body spray is next and that stuff is much more expensive!

  2. Beth Singer M June 17, 2013 at 2:10 am #

    The cousin with the Axe products in his bathroom, can’t wait for his little cousin to join him at camp. He’ll answer any questions and show him the ropes…Don’t worry lots of people will look out for him there!

    • Anonymous June 17, 2013 at 9:23 pm #

      Lauren, I read this before I realized that it was you. Then I saw the picture. I sent it to Lauren T but I am sure you two had discussed it. Great article!!!!!

      • Lauren June 17, 2013 at 10:03 pm #

        That’s so funny! I haven’t spoken to Lauren about it so it’ll be new to her too.

  3. Anonymous August 7, 2013 at 3:54 pm #

    Do they still make you label every single item he brings with his name? Hopefully you were pleasantly surprised at how neat and tidy his cubbies were. Way back when, our clothes had to all be neatly folded and stacked every single day, especially visiting day!

    • Lauren August 7, 2013 at 4:21 pm #

      We do have to label everything but not with actualy iron on labels like everyone says they had to do in the past. I just use a sharpie. I was impressed with the neatness but not the lack of clothes since they were all dirty! haha. I love that you remember Michael as a kid there. I love the history that Daniel gets and that my daughter will get when she starts there next year!

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