Big Girl…

…is on a mini-vacation…..without ME!  WHAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Okay, those were fake tears.  I am fine because I know she is fine, and more importantly, ready to take this step toward independence.  She is spending a few days with her Aunt and Uncle Mokturtle a few hours away.  We drove down for our annual picnic day spent with friends, and left her behind when we headed back home.  I will admit to a tiny squeeze of my throat as I drove away, watching her wave from the porch, but even more than her being separated from me and her Dad, I think I had a harder time knowing that the siblings would be separated from each other.  Thank goodness they are all very close…they get on each other’s nerves like any other siblings, but they really and truly love each other.  I think the first day or two will be like Heaven for them, and then their missers will get sore.

But, for her the time will go quickly.  They have a day of hiking planned (weather permitting) and a girly spa day for the ladies planned.  And they have a horse, and a swimming pond, and walking paths galore.  It will be a lovely vacation for her. 

I’ll have to see if they will let ME come and stay with them for a week next summer.  I promise to be good.  🙂

One thought on “Big Girl…

  1. Gerry June 29, 2009 / 10:32 am

    Our family is spread out all over the country, which explains why the first time we left Rob the Firefighter with anyone overnight he was four years old, and visiting Grandma and Grandpa. We drove off with that sense of relief and grief so familiar to parents, and called as soon as we got to our getaway destination, sure that our boy’s misser would be sore indeed. Ha. “Hi Mom! Gramma’s making pie! Bye!” Well. Egos bruised, we managed to have a very nice time ourselves, thank you. Memories, memories.

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