Picked Rachel up from her third day of camp today, and she was upset for a couple of reasons: a) a 2nd-grader, Callie, who Rachel immediately bonded with on her first day, had made her a complicated friendship bracelet, but Rachel had cut off the ends too short and it didn't fit. "That's why you can't cut it too short," Callie said, crossly, and Rachel was devastated the whole day, convinced that she had lost Callie's friendship; b) They didn't get to go to the pool because the bus was late and c) Later, Rachel discovered that she didn't know where she had put a "friendship necklace" that Kira had given her. Kira had made her promise to wear it the first day of Summer Laureates, an academic enrichment program that they're both doing for three weeks in July, and Rachel had promised, and now she doesn't know where the necklace is and she started crying when she told me this tonight.
I promised to set aside time to help her find it, but her mind had already defaulted to how mad Kira was going to be. Because apparently Kira gets mad very easily.
She was so distressed that she went to Drew and told him that she wanted to tell one of the camp counselors NOT to choose her for "Camper of the Week" because she hadn't lived up to the 5 Y Camp Values. Drew, thank God, had a talk with her and told her that misplacing something is different from deliberately not caring about where her things are.
That kid is so hard on herself. More than I was at that age...
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