Sunday, August 8, 2010

Responsibility breather

I took Davey to school this morning, even though it's Sunday. And I took him at 6.30am when it was nippy around his bare shins as he wore the required shorts.

Davey's off to camp in the cold hinterland with his school year for the next 4 days. I'm sure he'll have a great time. His wry comment was that he was sure he'd think it had been fun once he'd returned and could laugh about events with his friends. He seemed fairly convinced it wasn't going to feel like fun while he was actually experiencing it!

As it's a bush adventure style camp with canoeing, abseiling, hiking, mountain biking, oh and tent pitching and lack of showering facilities thrown in for good measure, what's not for a 15 year old to love?

Meantime, back at the homestead, I feel an immediate lessening of responsibility. I don't have to be mindful of him and his activities, organise my schedule around him, organise our food to consider his likes, organise his school lunch. I'm amazed at the difference it makes!

But I'll love it when he's home again too.


  1. I want to go with Davey! It sounds like wonderful fun. Better yet, I want to relax around the house with you.