Being a working parent really sucks sometimes. I didn’t feel this way during the school year, but this is the first week that my daughter has to be in summer camp. Summer is supposed to be a time to relax and be lazy. I was lucky enough to be able to stay home during the summer when I was 6. To tell you the truth, I probably would have cried my eyes out if my mom had brought me to camp.
And why is it that as I am thinking about her all day – checking the schedule to see what she is doing, worrying about her finding a friend - my husband can just go off to work and not give her a second thought. And give me a hard time for worrying. And then she comes home sunburned because no one helped her put her sunscreen on. She’s 6 for heaven sakes. We spent a whole frigging week in Florida with no sunburns and then she goes to camp for one day and comes home with wicked red arms. Unfortunately she has my skin which means we end up looking like lobsters instead of bronzed beauties. So this morning when I dropped her off, I had to have a little talk with one of the girls to make sure that someone will help her. Of course, I woke up in the middle of the night last night with all sorts of thoughts on my mind and couldn’t get back to sleep. I hate when that happens. And thanks for letting me rant.
On a knitting note, I’m thinking of making socks as the knitted gift for my One Skein Secret Pal. She lives in Arizona so I was thinking maybe ankle socks??? Do they wear wool ankle socks in Arizona? Or would regular length socks be ok? I did find these two patterns here and here. Both look like fun. Any suggestions on the sock idea?