There was a wonderfully specific packing list provided, separated by columns according to the season and the duration of your visit. So it seemed reasonable that I would leave the list with my boy while I ran out to procure a few of the suggested items that we did not have on hand. I highlighted the things that I expected him to assemble while I was out:
4 pairs of underwear
6 pairs of socks
2 pairs of tennis shoes (no uggs or converse – uh oh)
6 t-shirts and 2 long sleeved t-shirts
2 sweatshirts and 1 jacket
1 towel and 1 face cloth
2 pairs of pajamas
Wool socks/extra socks
I planned to put the rest together myself, figuring that things like toiletries, gear, and outerwear should be monitored by an adult.
He took the list as I headed out on a quest for real sneakers, snow pants, and gloves. Before I got to my car, I heard him calling:
MOM. What’s a face cloth?
Oh, that just means washcloth.
Why would I need that?
My baby’s off to sixth grade camp.
He did okay with his packing, although the only sweater-type item of clothing he brought was a cotton sweatshirt that we bought at seaworld about 3 years ago. I made a few suggestions, got him a bigger bag, then organized everything and talked to him a little about how to layer up for warmth. He had mildly disconcerting number of questions, so we had ourselves a tutorial. Long johns, long sleeved t-shirt & jeans, fleece, flannel, coat. Then I showed him what was in the dob kit, asked him to please brush his teeth. I get it about the shower, I do. He’s been told that there are stall showers, but his understanding is that he’d have to open the door to grab his towel, and then walk to wherever his clothes were, and he’s simply having no part of that. Whatever, it’s not like going five days without a shower would be newsworthy.
So, he’s ready. No phones, no computer, no tv, no school. His activities will include a high ropes course, octopus dissection, a night hike, a leap of faith, balloon rescue, astronomy, and outdoor survival skills. There’s snow in the forecast. He's ready.
Bye bye, baby.