Little C left for the annual rite of passage in fifth grade life known as science camp today.
Her pile of bags was bigger than her as she waited for the bus..
She was pretty tough about it till the doors closed!
You would think we'd be taking vacation days, swinging from the rafters, watching grownup movies at 5 pm....
Instead we leave the TV on for some background noise and I'll probably fall asleep to Kuurne- Brussels- Kuurne on the Cycling TV again.
Prety gawdamn sad, if I do say so.
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i have vivid memories of my 5th grade science camp. it's the first time i ever held hands with a boy...
you probably didn't want to hear that, though!
Skulking over the hill between the boy camp and girl camp Army Ranger style for the famous panty raid!
Never made it past the counselors to freedom and have no idea what we would have done had we actually acquired such 11 year old boy treasure.
And no, not really.
Those little ones have a way of burrowing into your heart, don't they? The peace and quiet some times is deafening.
i loved science camp
it was the first time i kissed a banana slug
You guys are such nerds.
Little C refused to kiss the slug.
However, she did come back much more independent and willing to try some new things.
I actually got her to eat/ nibble a purple potato that we got at the farmers' market today.
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