I'm such a...MOM!

I always thought I was a pretty cool mom. I listen to every type of music, watch most of the 'in' shows, handle all the techy things that go wrong in the house, encourage my kids to try new things, whether their other friends approve or not, and I am their #1 cheerleader.

Yesterday, Nick left for paintball and airsoft camp. It is the first time he is away for several days, that I can recall. He went with a friend of his and his mom took them, booked a hotel 6 miles from the event, and is staying there so she doesn't have to get up at 5am everyday to get them to the place by 7am.

I know he was looking forward to it for days! The mom, April, texted me this morning, and said they were soo excited, they could barely sleep. It really is a cool thing they are going to; they get to escape from a prison and try and get away through the woods, it's an awesome course and to be honest...I kinda wish I was there too, hahaha.

All this sound wonderful, right? Yes, it does, and it IS - so why am I literally freaking out?!

All I could think of last night was him falling and cracking his head open. Or more likely, not dehydrating himself during 100 degree temperatures, and getting heat stroke or heat exhaustion. I keep waiting for the phone to ring with bad news and I H.A.T.E. it!!

So, now I must hang up my ultra cool mom cap and officially wear the I am a worry wart mom cap instead...