I just got an email from Emily's girl scout leader. About camp. This year. As in, this summer.
It never crossed my mind.
Emily of course is ready. She's probably already packed. Heck yeah she wants to go- no doubt- sign her up- where's the bus.
But me? I hadn't even considered sending her all.the.way.across.town for an entire day with trees and snakes and wilderness. She's way too little. Way too little.
Or so I thought.
The nerve of those dang girlscouts and their camps. Granted, it's a day camp. So I would meet at the bus in the morning and send her off and then pick her up each afternoon. Until Thursday when they will actually take her to spend the whole night there with them not at our house away from me.
Somehow I've gotten used to Allyson doing these big girl things. It was just as hard when she was younger, but each year I suppose it gets easier and more normal. But Emily? Really? It's time to send her onto the river of growing up now too?
MAKE IT STOP!
I've got to go try and cram Sam back inside my tummy- have a good day.