I know. I’m a dweeb. But I miss my little guy (first time to summer camp) something fierce! This has been MUCH harder than I thought it would be. It is quieter around here, and it’s a nice break from the usual “tude” over chores and piano practice, and I’m not having to answer a zillion unanswerable questions every day, and I haven’t had to make a mayonnaise & Tabasco sandwich in days… but… but… isn’t it just a shame that when you get that break you’ve been dreaming of – you can’t enjoy it for the damn knot of worry in your stomach because you miss him so much?
Such is the life of a mom.
It’s almost over now. I have to get through tonight and half of tomorrow. Although, most of that time I will be in the car, happily driving north, towards my baby – who’s NOT a baby – but will be forever to me!
Oh Yaaay! I think I’m going to live through this!