Could prove challenging. And not just for Danny. Camp really might be like the old days: Moms write. Kids don't.
My wake up call is a text message. Looks like Danny has made friends on the bus.


By 9:15 a.m. I'm at Ace ... no longer focused on radio silence.

1 comment:
You are a good mom. I mean really, only a good mom would buy her son something so sweet! Raising boys is nothing short of a grand adventure. We should know, huh? I love all the photos you include. Nice.
Windy
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