Wednesday, August 8, 2018

The long awaited return

Daddy drove down to get the girls the night before camp ended. He woke up the next morning and headed to camp. Once they were all together, the girls called me to tell me their stories. Oh, there were so many stories. They were excited and tired and animated and rambling. It was perfect.

They didn't come right home, so the stories were the most I would hear from them for a couple of days. They stopped to visit Aunt Mary, Uncle Terry and everyone else near them. They had a fun family dinner where they told more stories and gathered more stories to tell me. 

Somewhere along the way, Daddy managed to get a little more back to school shopping done. Our days were numbered when it came to checking things off the back to school list. Any time we could get something done, we did.

People kept asking if I was going to be bored while they were all gone. I guess they forgot that I was working every day and Holly was still keeping me company. In truth, I missed them all, but it was nice to have a few quiet days. 

The few days before school started were going to be chaos from the minute they walked back into the house. A little calm before the storm was just fine with me. 

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