This summer, The Kid is enrolled in the usual summer camps during the day. The typical entertain-the-kids-all-day-until-their-parents-get-off-work kind of camps. They play games, swim, run, do arts and crafts, and a couple of weeks she does martial arts (aka Butt-Kicking Camp).
Occasionally, we get “Incident Reports” detailing some minor, stupid injury like a bump on the head, cut finger, broken foot, or near-drowning. Yesterday, we received one because The Kid was hit in the shoulder by a basketball. Apparently, it hurt. There was whining (probably tears ), an ice pack, and some time sitting out from the game. My response would have been “Suck it up kid – there’s a game in progress and you’re delaying!”
In 2 weeks she has Basketball Camp. An entire week dedicated to playing basketball. Running drills. With basketballs flying at regulation height hoops. And a range of kids ages 7-15. (She picked it – not me!) Maybe I should just photocopy the incident report from yesterday and have the counselors use it that week. It’s going to be a long week.
Assisted Procrastination 
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