Yesterday we took Emma to camp.  She will finish Friday evening, then spend Friday night with her grandparents and be home on Saturday.  She was so excited to be going.

We went with her to her cabin, helped her make her bed (top bunk) and get settled in.  We met a few of the people there, exchanged hugs and kisses, and she was off showing off her cabin to someone she knows that is working there this week.

We stopped for dinner on our way home (I am still full!) and did a bit of shopping. Had plenty to keep us busy once we got home.  Then about 10:30 it hit me:  Even though she’s been gone for a week before, more than once, this time we won’t be able to talk to her while she’s gone!  No calls to say goodnight, no chats during the day to let us know what is going on, nothing!

I hope she is having a good time and doesn’t get too homesick.  She does make friends easily, and there aren’t many campers there this week so she should get to know them all quickly.

Now – let’s see how I handle it! Especially later this week while Chris is out of town and I am all by myself.  That will be my true test!