Summer camp

AJ just wrapped up two weeks of summer day camp at a Montessori school near Beth's office and he loved it.  At least he seems like he did.  But there's almost no chance he enjoyed it as much as I did, because although I adore my little man, he can be exhausting, and a brief break was very welcome.  Beth dropped him off each morning and picked him up mid-afternoon, every day, for two glorious weeks.

This week he started a different camp at Pulaski Academy, where he will be attending school in the fall.  The hours aren't as cushy (for me), since he only goes from nine to noon, but it seems like fun for him and we've gotten rave reports on his behavior from his teachers.  Although I'm not exactly sure who is flipping the doom switch that turns him into a disobedient little monster before we even get to the car.  We've read many times that the terrible twos is really kind of a myth or misnomer, and that the terrible threes would really be more accurate.  That has certainly been our experience thus far.

Our family trip to the Cape is coming up in a couple of weeks.  What could possibly go wrong on a two day drive with a strong-willed three year old and a seven month old baby sister who has shown no desire to fall into a predictable schedule?  I'm sure it will be a piece of cake!