On Sunday we drove DS to Boy Scout Camp. It's the first time he's attended any summer camp, and it's the first time he's attended a sleep-over camp. He's there with his troop - about 30 members, the largest troop there this week. The temperature has been in the high 90's in our area, so I'm not sure what it's like where he is. I woke up Monday morning with the song "Hello Mudder, Hello Fadder" running through my head. I'm not sure what that means. I sang the song to the girls, they got a kick out of it. The house is strangely quiet without DS here. The girls actually miss rough housing with him. I'm excited and anxious all at the same time to know that he's experiencing stuff this week that will help to shape the man he is to become. Saturday seems to be such a long way away - before I see my boy again.
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How did the week go? Did you all survive?
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