Young Boy went to camp (with the 5th and 6th graders) today. It's his first "real" time away from home, without Mom or Dad. He was sooo excited last night, jumping around, packing big garbage bags, making a list for the morning and then not able to sleep. Made me remember when I was little and longed for a taste independence, but was still scared to death.
Even though he was a little skunk this morning ('cause he didn't want me embarassing him when I dropped him off!) I'm missing my sweet boy so.