Dropping Alex off at summer camp wasn’t any easier today. It was just me today as Jennifer was out of town presenting at a conference and the closer we got to the room door the slower Alex starting walking. The minute we got in the room he stopped and then grabbed onto my leg and then held on for dear life. There was lots of crying before I managed to get out of the room but when I went to pick him they said that he had a good time. I can only hope because whenever I leave him like that I can’t but help feel like a horrible parent.