Math Camp

I'm sure that if Ellie reads this blog years from now, she'll read this entry and say, "...and I'm still mad at you for sending me to math camp!" I'd like to post my defense...

1st of all, Ellie thought this was a great idea months ago when we had to register for math camp, as she'd get to spend the remainder of the day with her friend, Brenna, who she's known since preschool. Of course, now that math camp is upon us, she's still happy to be spending the day with Brenna. As for math camp, not so much.

Ellie, I want to say this to you (of course I tell you this as well)...I know you don't like math, but I'm glad you went to this camp. You are so bright and good at math -- you lack confidence. I don't want you to ever think you can't do something, when all you need to do is work a little harder to achieve. You are awesome, I love you, and I'm proud of you for hanging in there (with minimal complaint).

Love,
Mom

P.S. I know that you're not bringing home all of the papers from camp. I don't know what you're doing with them, but I know there are papers. Moms are smart like that. (Just didn't want you to think that you're outsmarting me...)