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The Last Few Hours of Summer

I can't believe Caitlin starts school tomorrow. Where did summer go? I'm not sure I'm ready for the routine, the homework, the set bedtimes, home lunch. I just want the freedom of summer to last a little longer. And, here's the biggest issue I have... this is the last year I will have a child in Grade School. So... while it lasts, I'm going to keep our little tradition and finish up the-first-day-of-school-teacher-gift before Little Miss heads out the door bright and early tomorrow morning.

He's Home!

Late last night we went to the airport to pick up Caleb. We got there just as another troop with purple hats arrived into the mob of cheering, happy families. As they cleared out, families from our troop started to arrive and the whole scene played out again. The boys looked exhausted, the leaders even more so.

Caleb talked the whole way home, giving us the details of what was cool and what was lame.

Then we arrived home and I got my first whiff of stinky, wet laundry. I am so scared for what's coming next week... the big bag! Caleb told us it rained hard the day they were packing up camp, so I can only imagine the mildewy clothing and bedding being shipped my way. Ewwwww!

It's nice to have our boy home.