The big kids are off to camp, and we had the usual routine:
Loads of packing to get us through the month.
Travel adventure stories made more memorable with the arrival of this guy.
Reaching home base at Grandmas and waking up to this.
Loads of food.
Family Game night.
And finally, drop off.
To make it easier, we split up this year. Jeff took Mina.
And I took Jordan.
Saying goodbye was not easy.
And I am already weepy thinking about it. They've only been gone three days. I really don't know what I am going to do when they go off to college. I told Jeff maybe I would feel differently by then since they will be teenagers, and I'll be sick of them.
But I doubt it.