I went to band camp one summer. Quite memorable. But don't worry, I'm not about to blog about it... just yet.
In the meantime, I will confess to my own childrens' summer fates.
I make them solve problems in order to play video games. Not major problems like the national deficit or healthcare or border security. No, just your run of the mill math problem or two with perhaps a grammar topic thrown in for good measure.
We can't let things get rusty over the slothful days of summer, can we? They'll thank me someday, I'm sure.
In exhibit A, we see Chaco adeptly solving a basic geometry problem to pre-pay for 20 whole minutes of XBox. I strive to give each of them problems that are within their reach, yet not so easy as to just be a "stupid exercise". That way, their brains get stretched a little, but not so much as to leave them throwing things in frustration of being kept away from their precious video games on account of not being able to, say, figure out the cost to tile a stupid floor.
And yes, he was able to get to the correct answer to this problem quite readily, and is now happily blowing things up on the XBox.
Should we tell him that he put his shirt on backwards?