Camping

Well we seem to go from hurdle to hurdle around here- maybe we should head for the Olympics? Our big girl had her first camping trip with the Girl Scouts a few weeks ago. I should really say her Brownie troop, since she is only in third grade...despite the fact that Mommy thought she was very young for this, and had a million nervous breakdowns beforehand, we sent her off on a rainy cold friday night into the middle of nowhere (she was actually only 20 minutes from home)....I was SO nervous and lonely for her- could not even look into her empty bedroom- but I made it through the night and we happily gathered her up the next day. Needless to say, she had an amazing time- bunk beds- flashlights after hours, bonfires, scavenger hunts, up until midnight....I feel so bad for the troop leaders, but happy that she was able to have such a great experience. It did give me a glimpse into the future and the million and one times when I will have to let her soar off on her own, and I can honestly say ... I did not like the feeling AT ALL!!! Baby steps I guess... it was the right choice for her to go and that is what counts! Mission accomplished this time!