Yesterday and today, most of the girls in Ricki’s class are on a school-sponsored “get away” of a day and a half. She was very excited about the trip, and helped me pack for the time she would be gone. She is growing up. She didn’t even phone to say “Good night”, which I suspect means that she was (is) having a darned good time.
And here at home? Well, yesterday evening was pleasantly quiet- no arguments, no watching the bread (that she not take six slices). But we missed her anyway…..