It's almost noon and I'm happy another mom is stalking,
I mean watching too!
I have gotten better as the week wore on, I would leave to shop at a store up the block,then come back to the field to "find' my boy. Then, I would go home real quick (potty break) and come back to the field. One time, however, I went back to the field and couldn't find "A"!! My heart was racing and I was kicking myself for leaving! I must have circled the fields about 4 times until I saw his team walking out of a gate - but all was o.k. "ahhhh"
Camp is over for the week and we all survived.
However, "A" ran up to me when they were dismissed -
he had a flyer for summer camp!
Here we go again!
Does the worry ever end?