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| Thu, 06-08-2006 - 2:11am |
I'm turning blue holding my breath. Today was the last day of school for seniors, tonight is the "senior camp out." I knew what that meant once I heard it. I thought it was just guys (silly me!) but it's co-ed (but only for seniors). My son took my cell phone, it has a better range. He called home because he was totally lost. I called him a little while ago to see if he made it there. He was there, and sort of knocked off guard. He didn't realize this was a DRINKING thing. He said "omg, mom, there is so much beer here!" I reminded him again he can't drink (his father is an alcoholic, as was his father, etc) He said he knew, plus he has to leave there pretty early. He said this one guy who is his sworn enemy is so drunk, he came up to him, threw his arm around him and said something like "why do we always fight, you're such a cool guy, your a great friend, I love ya man!" Over all, he sounded appalled at his class mates.
He's sleeping in his car, and has to leave out of there by 730 am in order to make his appointment in the morning. I'm holding my breath that my kid can resist the peer pressure and really not drink. He doesn't like the taste, which helps a lot, but there are a lot of kids up there unsupervised. I may not sleep a wink tonight!

I would be very concerned too if I were you and I agree with Pam, I would have had a hard time letting my child go. We have Project Graduation here and it is a wonderful thing. The kids earn points by working a fundraisers, etc throughout the year that they can spend on donated items. DD got several gift cards (Wal Mart, Target, Red Lobster, etc). They also have drawings for prizes. One of her friends won an iPod. DD got an alarm clock, a laundry hamper, towels, small things. They had it one of the colleges in town and went swimming. They had rock climbing, mini bungee jumping thing, etc. Since it was a Southern Baptist college, the dancing was kept to a minimum. The Baptist Student Union offered a few students to help parents chaperone. If a teen wanted to leave early, a parent was called. Mine had to leave early to get a little sleep before a job interview and a tournament softball game. Sure enough, my phone rang at 4:30 telling me DD was leaving. It was truly wonderful to watch DD graduate, have a family celebration and let her go for one last fling with her friends and not have to worry about her being safe.
Let us know how the camping trip turned out. The very fact that he called and admitted the amount of drinking to you is a pretty good indication that he'll be fine.