We take Rachel and JC to camp tomorrow. It is midnight, and I think JC is still up - I let him order the "colossal" cheeseburger at Friendly's and I think it is not agreeing with him. General rule of thumb - don't eat food with "colossal" in the name!
Rachel has been bouncing off the walls excited. This is good, as she hasn't done that many sleepovers and not all of them were sucessful. She's going for a week of sleepaway camp and can't call Mom at 10pm to come get her. I think she'll be fine, but I reserve the right to be a little worried. I'm thinking she'll be so tired at the end of each day she won't have time to be homesick. At least, I hope so.
And I'll be home with just William. I'm afraid it will be a week of "Mom, I'm bored. I miss Rachel and JC." But we have some fun things planned and I hope to plan some more.
Can't believe I'll be without two of my babies for a week. And they're leaving me, not the other way around. Somehow, when they're safe in the nest, it's easier. So this is a good experience for me, too. I try really hard not to be a helicopter mom. But it takes letting your children be in situations that allow them to fail, or at least, flail.