Camp

My boy left for camp yesterday.

Real Camp.

Like I won't talk to him for 48 hours kind-of-camp.

I checked him in, made his bed, and he was ready for me to leave. My boy wouldn't even kiss me. I had to kiss his hat. Seriously......When did my boy grow up?

He's with his best friend, Charlie, and several other of his friends. I know he's fine. He's having a blast! But, his Mama is sittin' here missing her baby and wondering what he's doing. He's probably telling ghost stories, catching fish, and eating lots of hot dogs.

I'm counting down the hours until I pick him up. How will I ever survive him leaving for college? Ok, I'm getting a little ahead of myself.