Robert arrived home last evening and had made it through band camp. He was exhausted (which he refused to admit) and was experiencing a great deal of pain from holding his trumpet up for hours on end, but he loved every minute of it. Andrew and I commented that talking to him, it seemed as though he had matured in just the week that he was gone. He had a senior for a roommate and at first I was concerned about being set up for "freshman pranks". However, Andrew had assured me that Connor was a good kid, and that seems to have been the case. Robert said there were a few pranks pulled on freshman, but not really anything on him. A cousin mentioned that the fact that Robert looks older than a frosh would be beneficial, and I pointed out that the biggest benefit to Robert in that regard was going to be his last name. Andrew is a very well-liked and respected teacher, and that was only going to serve Robert well.
I am very much hoping that this experience is going to help him find a good group of friends to fit into...and I continue to hope that we have turned the corner on his behavior. He's a good kid, there is no question about it. He just needs to learn to make good choices!
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