He was excited to go the first day. As usual, his nervous tick was asking a zillion questions and needing to know approximate times for activities; the main one -pickup by us. He was a sweaty, tired boy after the first day. He didn't have too much to say about it, but from what we gathered his initial thoughts of camp were equated to Disney World. Now, after the first day, camp football had been taken down a few notches. He wasn't quite sure how he felt about working hard for 4 hours a day for the next 4 days.
He toughed it out the rest of the week, although he tried his best to break a leg, catch a cold, or claim he needed a day off. There wasn't a day that went by that he didn't try to make a deal about being picked up early.
But he did it. From day one to day five, he stuck it out and made the most of his summer moment of insanity. He asked one of the days, "Remind me again why I decided to do football camp."
And, after all of this- by far the longest week of the summer- he wanted to sign up for the pee wee league this fall. This is football in full pads and helmets. We are hoping he doesn't have the same feelings for it as he did his camp experience.
Atleast we know he will enjoy the dressing up 
part of the game!
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