Camp didn't go as planned... Day 388 05DEC09

It is a dark dreary very cold and late night as we tramp through the darkness with the boys and all their camp stuff headed to the car. Camp didn't go as planned...

We got a call form Jarrod after dinner. It appears that kids that are fighting cancer or are siblings of those kids still feel the need to pick on other kids for no good reason, steal their belongings, etc... Jarrod and Joshua both told us that they got picked on, cussed at, and were generally way past ready to get out and come home. Some time during the day someone went into Jarrod's bag and stole his cell phone. I sent them the following text message: "The phone you are holding in your hand was stolen." Not that they will ever read it or even care but it made me smile a bit. To be fair they did have some fun times and activities during the day. Although the choices made for some of the activities by the people in charge were not the best.

Joshua was asleep before we got back to the interstate and Jarrod was unusually quiet most of the way home. Renee was really upset and so was I. We expected their first camp outing to be a happy fun time filled with good vibes and better memories. Not a place they would come home from and ask questions like, "why is it that no matter where I go people always pick on me?"

The answer to that question is deep and would require a lot more introspection than I believe most people can assimilate. Sad, very sad...

I hear a lot that children need social interaction as a part of their development. That somehow being with their peers will help them to develop into productive and well adapted members of society. Balderdash I say.

So tonight the boys are with us, safe and warm in their own beds where they belong.