Rosie has been away at camp for a month- with another month to go. It's her last summer as a camper. And she is determined to eke out every last iota of enjoyment from it.
But last week I got to see her and give her a hug. It was visiting day at camp. It's the end of first session and the kids that stay both sessions (as is mandatory for these oldest campers) get to see people from outside- and more importantly, they get to go out of camp themselves.
There is a tradition at this camp. Take the kid to Wal-Mart and re-stock up on junk food and anything else that the kid needs. Not too bad a bill this year. And give hugs to all of your friends that you see at the store (as if you hadn't been living with these people!) And then go to one of the two Friendly's for lunch (ditto on seeing the camp kids) and then go to the local homemade ice cream stand (moo).
So we did all that. And walked around the area that her group is bunked in and got to see her own section of it.
Mom got a huge hug at the beginning of the visit. But by the end, Rosie was off and running to her friends.
And three weeks to go.