Yesterday Noah went off to camp for the first time. Not only will he be gone all week but he'll be out of contact the whole time...unless of course he gets too homesick and needs to call home. I honestly hope that doesn't happen though, as much as I'd like to talk to him. It's kinda hard. I get teary-eyed just thinking about it but I have yet to actually shed a tear. I'd say I'm handling it pretty well. He's bunking right next to his cousin, Alex, who has been there before, and I am sure that he is going to be just fine.


Lily misses him too. She was very reluctant to come home to a Noah-free house yesterday and stayed up as long as we would allow her to. They share a room and she's never had to sleep in it alone before...
Today though was all right. She was a bit bored and I indulged her with some TV time and computer games when she asked but we also had a tea party, baked scones (sadly not for the tea party--woulda been a good idea had I thought ahead but the whole thing was bit unplanned...) and she went to her first ballet class. One of the schools around here has summer classes and I thought she'd enjoy that plus I wanted to make sure she actually does before I enroll her for fall classes. She had a good time--the teacher said she did well (parents are not allowed in the studio) and picked everything up. So, we'll go back next week for the last summer class.

Tomorrow evening, Grammy is going to help relieve her boredom by taking her for a sleepover. I think we will both be appreciative of that. I won't have much chance to be lonely since I watch my friend's kids on Wednesdays. I'm not sure they'll have fun without Noah here (they're both boys and Lily is just the annoying younger sister anyway...) but them's the breaks ;) I'm sure we'll manage.









