When is the last time you felt guilt?
For me it was yesterday. I finally sat down to hash out my daughter’s summer day camp schedule, and felt terrible for putting it off for so long. Once I had successfully signed her up for Girl Scout camp, figure skating camp, a nature camp and a musical theater workshop, I felt relieved and . . . guilty.
Guilty because when I was a kid, there was no money for day camps. Guilty because my kids have so much, when so many others have so little. Guilty because day camps are such a luxury.
Sure, if you’ve got the cash and time to burn you might well take your kid to the Floating Baby spa. After all, even if the claims about benefits sound dubious you worry that some other yuppie family is secretly getting an edge. But if your $65 a week were instead in the hands of one of the nearly one in five American children who live in food insecure households, it would do a lot more good.
Day camps are indeed a luxury, but my curious and energetic daughter will be getting exercise, learning about science and animals and nature, and working on public speaking and performance skills. An infant spa? Just leaves me baffled.
What do you think? Are infant spas insane or inspired? Where do you draw the line when it comes to luxuries? How often do you wrestle with guilt? What makes you feel guilty?
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