Buh Bye

Seriously this was basically what Saige was saying to us as we were dropping her off at camp. One of my friends this morning e mailed me and said she hoped there weren't any tears on going to camp morning. Tears? It was like Christmas morning around here. Saige kept saying that she wished she had slept later so she didn't have to wait so long to leave. So we got everything together, picked up her friend, waited for my friend Lisa (home from Italy, yeah) and her kids to get here so we could follow each other down and left. They were so revved up on the way down they could barely contain themselves. Saige's friend Sarah is really funny, she of the only breaking one school rule a day fame. She mentioned on the way down that her brother found a cat and it was a good thing she wasn't the one who saw it because she is way to self absorbed to pay attention to a lost cat. She's ten. Look out camp.
So we drop the girls off in their cabin first. I make their beds and try and help them get unpacked, Marc says how nice it is they have their own personal bathroom and Saige shushes him, "You're embarrassing me," and basically shoves us out. Nice.
Now Chase, different story. We had a slight crisis. He thought he wasn't going to be in Ethan's (best buddy) cabin. He was in the one attached to it, but he was so sad. He said, "We'll be competing against each other, but it's fine, just go." Oh my God, my baby. He has been waiting since last year to go back to camp, waiting two weeks for Ethan to get home, now he is so sad and Marc and I are getting ready to leave the country. Not gonna work. We talk to the counselors who are so great. Marc and one of them go talk to someone about it, they get Chase in the cabin he wants to be in, crisis averted, all good. He double, triple hugs us, tells us how much he loves us, have fun while we are away and happily goes to take the swim test. Marc and I stop on the way home and have a drink. Two weeks. Buh bye.