I have fallen off the wagon with Summer Camp. Only because I have a cold. And Little Guy has a cold, and Hubby has a cold. Which amounts to everyone in the house having a summer cold.
And summer colds are the worst. They make you feel so miserable, while the weather outside tempts you to come and play. (Well, mostly.)
At this point all I can do is survive. Having a cold with toddler in tow is an exercise in energy management. Because my toddler is not going to let a cold slow him down.
Hopefully I will be back at it by the end of the week.
Right now, every baby-free minute is spent lying down and trying to rest.