LIttle Girl

Well, Mia's off to camp. I have been nothing but completely excited about her little adventure for the month or so leading up to it. She was thrilled about it every second since we told her about it. Now, six hours after hugging her good bye in Vermont I am having a bit of a panic attack. I just can't stop thinking about my precious, little, sweet girl, laying up on her top bunk that she picked out because she was the first one in the cabin, all by herself with no mommy to tuck her in. I was just looking at her today out there with the other kids and she is just so tiny. So, yes, technically she is tiny. At her physical Wednesday the doc told us she was in the 10% for weight and 20% for height. Beyond that though, she's so tiny. She's just this teeny little person with this great big heart and now she's all alone in another state. I am dying to talk to her and tell her I love her and give her a kiss on the forehead. But I can't. Not until Friday at noon. And let me tell you, I will be there, first in line when the clock strikes 12 this Friday afternoon. Lennon and I will be in the car heading to VT at 9 o'clock to give us some wiggle room on the time.

As I was leaving, I told her I loved her one more time and she almost looked embarrassed! She definitely wanted to get on with her camp experience. I'm so excited for her to have an awesome time, but it's going to be hard to not talk with her each day. I already miss her little voice so much.