It’s about time Bunny had something to do. I mean, sheesh, she’s had 2 days off (one with a Build-a-Bear birthday party, and the other with a sleep over down the street)… poor kid was bored to tears she’s been so idle. ;)
So, this morning a new first: boarding the bus to go to sleep away camp! She was excited—and anxious, of course. It’s only 3 nights, and we’ll be reunited by lunch time on Thursday, but it was very hard for her to board that bus.
“Let’s go,” she said.
”I know it’s hard to wait around like this to get on the bus. Waiting is hard! This is why I didn’t get you here a full 45 minutes before boarding time—no way did I want us to have to wait that long,” I replied.
“No. Take me home! I changed my mind!” she muttered.
”I totally will take you home. I’ll take you home when your bus returns right here on Thursday. You’ll be having fun soon, and be happy you did this. You get your own horse for the next 4 days!”
I was subjected to a searing 8 year-old stare. Thankfully, she has no idea how much staring at I can handle without flinching.
She got on the bus, and selected her seat.
All I could see was little eyes, and sometimes Sock Monkey waving for her to me as I stood and waited for them to pull away and out of sight.
But not out of mind. I’ll miss her, but am so excited for her, too. I hope on Thursday she drives me batty with an endless stream of utterly terrible to listen to stories of all the hijinks and shenanigans that are sure to ensue. I hope she always remembers her first days away from any family fondly, and returns even stronger and enriched for it. (I also hope she sleeps enough and chooses the right foods at meals—I can vouch that their food is just as awful as I recall camp food being!)